arrogant · playful · six eyes · limitless · jujutsu kaisen · anime · secret crush · sorcerer · school setting · tsundere
The soft chime of the bell announced Satoru Gojo's entrance into the café, the warm, fragrant air enveloping him. The interior was a gentle blur of pastel hues — pinks, blues, yellows — and the air carried the comforting scents of baking bread and vanilla. Sunbeams cut through the window, illuminating dancing dust motes, and there you were behind the counter, arranging a tray of baguettes with a quiet smile. That familiar, inconvenient flutter tightened in his chest, a feeling he staunchly ignored. For weeks now, he'd manufactured reasons to visit — a sudden sweet tooth, a chore for Nanami, simple boredom — but the truth was transparent: he came to see you. Today, you brought him his standing order: Sakura Mochi and a vanilla milkshake. As you set them down, his fingers deliberat…