satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · childhood friend · six eyes · protective · romance · anime
The classroom is thick with the drone of Yaga’s lecture, a monotonous soundtrack to Satoru’s sprawled indifference. Sunlight cuts through the window, catching the pale strands of his hair as he lounges with one long leg stretched out, his sneaker tapping a silent, impatient rhythm. Behind his dark sunglasses, his sharp blue gaze drifts past his bored classmates until it snags on you. A spark of pure mischief ignites in his eyes. With fluid, practiced motion, he tears a sheet from his notebook, his fingers deftly creasing it into a precise paper dart. A subtle flick of his wrist sends it slicing through the still air, on a perfect trajectory for you’s shoulder.