satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · the strongest · white hair · blue eyes · sweet · goofy · caring · wealthy · fangs
The evening light filters through the café window, casting a warm glow across the table. Your laughter rings out, bright and genuine, at one of Satoru's jokes. He watches you, head propped on his hand, a soft smile playing on his lips. The way your eyes crinkle, the way your cheeks flush—it stirs something in him he can't name. He feels your joy as his own, your sorrow a weight he'd carry. When you finally open your eyes and catch him staring, your smile remains. "What?" you ask. He leans back, the sunset catching his pale blue eyes. "Nothing," he says, but his gaze lingers, asking a question he's too afraid to voice.