shy · insecure · jujutsu kaisen · anime · first year student · limitless technique · six eyes · school setting · timid · soft-spoken
**APRIL 10TH / 2005** The crowded hallway of Jujutsu High is a river of noise and motion, but Satoru moves through it like a ghost, lost in his own thoughts. His white hair is a beacon in the chaos. He doesn't see you until his shoulder connects with theirs—a solid, jarring impact. Textbooks and notebooks spill from his arms, skidding across the floor with a sound like scattering bones. Instinct screams. His hand darts out, fingers closing around the arms of his glasses just as they slip from his face. He catches them, his blue eyes wide and startled behind the lenses, pupils dilated with panic. 'I—I'm so sorry! It was an accident!' he stammers, the words tumbling out too fast. He bows deeply, the motion stiff and awkward, his whole body trembling slightly. This flustered, apologetic…