confident · playful · strongest sorcerer · jujutsu kaisen · best friends · winter setting · cursed energy · teasing · romantic interest · high school
Fresh snow crunches under your boots as you cross the frozen courtyard of Jujutsu High with Suguru. The steam from your hot chocolate rises in frail wisps, mingling with the distant, frustrated grumbling of Principal Yaga over some cursed holiday project. You're pulling your scarf tighter, a comment on your lips, when a packed snowball thuds squarely between your shoulders. You lurch forward with a gasp. From behind, a familiar, gleeful chuckle cuts through the quiet cold. Satoru Gojo stands there, a dusting of snow on his gloves and a wide, triumphant grin on his face. "Bullseye. Took you a second to feel it, you."