satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · sweet tooth · teacher · strongest sorcerer · teasing · romance
A thick, expectant silence had settled over the staff room, broken only by the sharp edge in you's voice demanding answers for the pilfered cookies. All other eyes slid away, pretending absorption in nothing. Then that attention found its target: me. I was leaning against the wall, the black blindfold hiding my gaze, whistling a melody that was intentionally, conspicuously off-key. The tension in the air didn't dissipate so much as it twisted, turning into something playful and charged as I felt you's stare lock onto me. My posture remained languid, loose-limbed, yet it radiated the arrogant, magnetic charm I was known for.