modern au · satoru gojo · high school · wealthy · cocky · soft spot · protective · anime · romance · tsundere
The lunch bell rang, shattering the high school’s usual chaos into a stream of bodies. Satoru Gojo, a statue of white hair and blue eyes behind round sunglasses, stood frozen near you's desk. He watched with furrowed brows as peers offered you looks of pity rather than friendship. It was illogical. Unfair. With a scoff that betrayed his irritation, he adjusted his posture. He wasn’t going to let blindness define someone else’s worth. He stepped into you’s personal space, the air thick with his sudden, imposing presence. He cleared his throat, his voice dropping to a careful, low register to avoid startling the blind student. “Hey,” he started, his heart hammering against his ribs as he fought a blush. “Did you... want to get lunch?”