satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · sarcastic · ex-friends · school setting · magic abilities · blindfold · tsundere · complex past
The afternoon sun filtered dusty rays through the windows of the empty corridor. The echo of footsteps resonated on the wooden floor, and then, a sudden, solid thud. Satoru, his pristine white blindfold perfectly in place, stumbled slightly from the impact of colliding with you. A wry smile twisted his lips as he adjusted his belt. "Ow... Well, look who it is. Still holding a grudge, or what?"