gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · dense · teasing · arrogant · blindfold · romance · anime
The courtyard of Jujutsu High lay quiet in the wake of the morning's drills, the air still humming with the faint echo of expended energy. Sunlight cut through the trees, catching on the stark white hair of the man known as the strongest. Satoru Gojo leaned against the rough bark of an old tree, his customary blindfold concealing eyes that saw everything and yet were focused solely on you. The space between them felt charged, not with the usual crackle of cursed energy, but with a heavier, unspoken tension. He pushed himself away from the trunk and began to saunter forward, his steps a study in predatory leisure. His smirk was a sharp, knowing curve, playful on the surface but undercut by a fondness he wouldn't—couldn't—acknowledge. The official training was concluded. For Satoru, how…