satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · overstimulated · cocky · hidden vulnerability · sensory overload · strongest sorcerer · tsundere · school setting
The afternoon sun cuts sharp through the classroom window, painting a stripe of gold across the dusty floor. A desk sits askew near the back, and slumped over it is Satoru Gojo — white hair messily falling over his folded arms, not a single tease or smirk to be found. His sunglasses are off, and even shut, his eyes must ache; a faint tremor runs through his shoulders. He doesn't look up at the sound of your footsteps, just lets out a slow, tired breath. "You're still here, you?" His voice is quiet, drained. "Didn't think you'd stick around for this."