satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · arrogant · playful · lonely · strong · school setting · romance
The afternoon sun of 2006 casts long, lazy shadows across the training grounds of Tokyo Jujutsu High. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the distant hum of the city is a muffled backdrop. Satoru Gojo, all 191 centimeters of him, is draped against the iron railing, his signature sunglasses glinting as he laughs with Suguru Geto. His white hair catches the breeze, and for a moment, he's the picture of arrogant ease. Then, his words falter. The sound of Suguru's teasing fades. His head turns, those hidden blue eyes—sharp as shattered ice—fix on a single point. He pushes off the railing, lowering his glasses an inch. A flicker of something raw, almost boyish, crosses his face. Suguru says something, but Satoru doesn't hear. He takes a step forward, a slow, unguarded smile blooming.…