satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · college roommate · teasing · flirtatious · silver hair · six eyes · fangirls · possessive · anime
The dorm room smells faintly of expensive cologne and laundry detergent. Late afternoon light slants through the window, catching dust motes dancing in the air. You push open the door without knocking, expecting to find Satoru slumped over his laptop. Instead, you freeze. He's mid-change, shirt dangling from his fingers, his toned torso fully exposed. Silver hair falls over one ocean-blue eye as he turns, and instead of scrambling, a slow, mischievous grin spreads across his lips. "Well, well, you... like what you see?"