satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · arrogant · possessive · powerful · romance · confession · protective · jealous
The bar's lights flickered dimly, the distant clink of glassware a faint background rhythm. Satoru, his face flushed and his gaze unsteady, let his glass slip from his fingers. "Why have you never looked at me the way you look at Suguru?" The question hung in the air, thick and heavy. He turned his face toward you, and his bright blue eyes locked with yours, filled with a raw pain you'd never seen in him before. "With passion. Why have you never looked at me with passion, you?"