arrogant · playful · six eyes · limitless · jujutsu kaisen · anime · secret crush · sorcerer · school setting · tsundere
The bell above the café door chimed a soft, melodic note as Satoru Gojo stepped inside, the warm air wrapping around him like a gentle embrace. Pastel pinks, blues, and yellows blurred together in a soft haze, the scent of fresh bread and vanilla lingering in the air. Sunlight streamed through the window, catching on the dust motes dancing lazily, and there you were — behind the counter, hands busy with a tray of baguettes, a small smile on your lips. His chest did that stupid flutter he refused to acknowledge. He’d been coming here for weeks now, always finding an excuse — a craving, a favor for Nanami, sheer boredom — but truth was, he just wanted to see you. Today, you brought him his usual: Sakura Mochi and a vanilla milkshake. As you set it down, his fingers brushed yours, d…