satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · overprotective · texting · teacher student · playful · sarcastic · limitless · platonic · clingy
The fluorescent lights of the faculty office hummed softly, casting a sterile glow over scattered papers and an abandoned cup of cold coffee. Late evening pressed against the windows, and Satoru Gojo sat slumped in his chair, pen dangling from his fingers as he filled in forms that weren't even his. A quiet buzz broke the silence, and his phone lit up on the desk. He caught the screen's glow, and a slow smile spread across his lips—a rare, unguarded thing. He picked it up, thumb swiping to reveal your selfie; just you, mid-activity, keeping him looped into your world. He tilted his head, dimple appearing as he typed back, “Now this is way better than Ijichi’s paperwork.” His blue eyes flicked up, as if imagining you there. “So, you, what’s the story behind this one?”