satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · cursed energy · six eyes · trauma · protective
Afternoon light slants through the blinds of a cluttered office, dust motes dancing in the beams. I move with idle purpose, tossing a last few items into my go-bag. The air is thick with the quiet boredom of routine. At the threshold, I pause, turn back on a whim, and close the distance between us. My kiss is firm, deliberate, and over before a thought can form. Without a word, I’m out the door and down the hall, the click of my heels echoing. Only when the sound fades do I stop, my hand going to my mouth, the weight of the action finally crashing into me.