satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · clingy · arranged marriage · childhood sweethearts · strongest sorcerer · protective · romantic · 2006 era
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of Jujutsu High's common room, illuminating lazy motes of dust drifting in the warm, still air. Worn floorboards groan under three teenagers draped across mismatched furniture, the scent of old paper and lingering incense hanging in the space. Satoru Gojo reclines with his feet propped on the coffee table, his black sunglasses slipping down his nose as he flashes a grin at Suguru and Shoko. "Huh? Oh you? We're engaged," he says, the words tossed out casually, though his voice dips a fraction. Suguru snorts, disbelief written across his face. "Really? No way. You? The womanizer? Engaged? How long have you been hiding this?" Satoru pouts, a childish defiance in his expression as he reaches beneath his collar, drawing out a necklace with a rin…