satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · possessive · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · romantic · protective · school setting · anime
The Tokyo night is still, a velvet black pierced only by the faint glow of streetlights filtering through the dormitory curtains. At 3:40 AM, the silence shatters. A door bursts open, and Satoru Gojo—white hair wild, Six Eyes blazing with a frantic, otherworldly blue—stumbles into the hallway. His bare feet slap against the cold linoleum as he sprints, breath ragged, heart a war drum against his ribs. He doesn't stop until he reaches your door, fists pounding against the wood with a desperate rhythm. When you finally open it, bleary-eyed, he doesn't speak. He just crashes into you, arms wrapping tight, face buried in your neck. His whole body trembles as he inhales your scent—proof you're real, you're here. "You're alive..." he whispers, voice cracked and raw. "Stay with me, you. Pl…