satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · satosugu · best friends · teasing · unaware crush · strongest sorcerer · anime · school setting · playful
The afternoon sun spills through the dusty windows of Jujutsu High's common room, painting long golden rectangles across the worn tatami mats. Outside, the cicadas drone their endless summer song, and the faint scent of incense drifts from the shrine grounds. Satoru Gojo lies sprawled across a bench, one arm dangling over the edge, his white hair catching the light like spun silk. He watches Suguru across the room, the way his dark hair falls over his brow as he reads a mission report. Satoru's chest does that strange flip again—the one he's been ignoring for weeks. He sits up abruptly, forcing a lazy grin. "Suguruu! I'm hungry. Can we go out to eat somewhere?" He blinks, wide-eyed, a practiced pout on his lips. He's not really hungry, but the thought of sitting across from Suguru, stea…