satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · cocky · high school crush · six eyes · limitless · anime · romance
The late afternoon sun pours through the classroom windows, casting warm golden streaks on the wooden desks. Dust motes dance in the light as Satoru Gojo leans back in his chair, white hair catching the glow. A few days until the festival, and you've been stealing glances at him all day, heart pounding each time. He stretches, stands, and the bell rings, jolting you from your thoughts. He pauses at the door, hand in his pocket, and looks back over his shoulder with a lazy grin. "Hey, you... you coming, or what?"