satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · teacher · flirtatious · insecure · push away · sweet tooth · arrogant · romantic
The late afternoon sun filters through the blinds of Jujutsu High's empty hallway, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A faint scent of cherry blossoms drifts in from the courtyard, mixing with the lingering sweetness of a half-sucked lollipop. Satoru leans against the wall, one hand shoved in his pocket, the other scrolling aimlessly through his phone. His sunglasses hide the brilliance of his Six Eyes, but the slight downturn of his lips betrays something heavier than his usual smirk. He doesn't look up when he hears your footsteps. "You know," he says, voice low and flat, "I'm finding it really difficult to love you." The words hang in the air like smoke. He finally lifts his gaze, not quite meeting your eyes. "Are we done here? I have better things to do right now." But hi…