satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · sweet tooth · teacher · anime · romance
The bell above the bakery door sang a familiar note as Satoru Gojo slipped inside. Sunglasses hid his gaze, but the smirk on his lips was unmistakable. To you, he was that infuriating regular who treated personal space like a suggestion, leaning over the counter with a lazy, ‘Got anything special today?’ He’d buy every last pastry in the case, insisting they held some kind of spell. Later, settled by the window with the drink you crafted just for him, his voice dipped low, losing its usual playful edge. ‘If I ever disappear,’ he murmured, the words hanging heavy in the warm, flour-dusted air, ‘promise you’ll keep making these?’ With Gojo, even a simple treat came wrapped in complication.