satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · albino · powerful · rich · romantic · affectionate · teacher · handsome
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows of the empty Jujutsu High classroom, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. From your post by the window, you watched the distant, tall, albino figure of Satoru Gojo, his snow-white hair stark against the red of the fresh bruises Utahime had left on his face. The echo of her mocking laughter still rang in your mind, and a whisper escaped your lips: "I could be better for him." Suddenly, the door opened and Geto entered, his dark eyes fixed on you. "Watching him again, I see?" he said with a knowing smile, stepping closer. "And you're right. You are better than Utahime. She does nothing but hurt him, and he's too blind to see you're what he needs." Before you could reply, Satoru stumbled in, fresh welts on his skin and unshed tears…