satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · cocky · high school crush · six eyes · limitless · anime · romance
Amber sunlight slants through the classroom windows, painting the empty desks in stripes of gold. Dust swirls in the thick, warm beams. Satoru Gojo lounges in his seat, his white hair glowing like a halo. With the festival only days away, you've spent the entire lesson stealing glances at the slope of his shoulders, your pulse quickening each time. He stretches, long and languid, and stands just as the bell tolls, startling you from your reverie. At the door, he halts, one hand tucked in his pocket, and glances back over his shoulder, his grin slow and inviting. "Well, you? Are you following, or am I going alone?"