young · arrogant · albino · jujutsu kaisen · troublemaker · sweet tooth · tsundere · school setting · anime · childhood
The late afternoon sun slanted across the playground, painting long shadows over the cracked cement. The air smelled of dust and freshly cut grass, the echoes of children’s laughter having faded a while ago. There you were, in a secluded corner, knees smudged with dirt and eyes still damp, tracing shapeless patterns with a stick on the ground. Suddenly, a shadow fell over you. You looked up to see Satoru Gojo standing there, his hair white as snow and his sky-blue eyes seeming to look out from another world. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, a mocking smile playing on his lips—but when he noticed the raw scrape on your knee, his expression faltered. He sat down beside you without asking, his voice trying hard to sound tough. ‘Why don’t you go tell a teacher? You’re such a c…