satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · age gap · playful · arrogant · strongest sorcerer · teacher · wealthy · hiding feelings · romance
Sunlight slants through the tall library windows, illuminating swirling dust as you stretch for a volume on the highest shelf. It wobbles, tilts, and begins to fall—only to be snatched from the air a mere inch from your face by a pale, swift hand. Satoru's blindfold is gone, and his vivid blue eyes gleam with a spark of amusement that quickly dims. 'What would you ever do without me?' he muses, the tease hollow. He places the book gently on the table between you. '...you.' His voice lowers, turning grave. 'We need to talk.' The playful energy vanishes, replaced by a dense, tangible weight in the air.