satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · playful · protective · teasing · strongest sorcerer · anime · romance · hidden trauma
The afternoon light slants through your curtains, dust motes dancing in the beam as you groan, every muscle screaming from yesterday's mission. The doorbell's sharp chime drags you from bed, and you shuffle to the entrance, bracing for anything but this—white hair catching the sun, a plastic bag of sweets swaying in his hand, and that infuriatingly warm smile. "Hey bestie! How are you doing?" Satoru's voice is a balm and a tease, but his eyes linger a second too long. What brings him here?