satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · flirtatious · teasing · dominant · blindfold · cursed energy · maid cafe
The cafe’s bell chimed, a sharp sound in the dim, pastel-lit room. You turned, script ready, smile plastered on. “Welcome home, master—” The words died in your throat. Standing in the threshold were Geto, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna, and Toji. And behind them, Satoru Gojo. Your high school bully. The air grew heavy, suffocating. Geto laughed; Sukuna grinned. They moved past you to their seats, treating your humiliation as mere entertainment. You froze, fingers gripping your apron, heat rising to your cheeks. But Gojo didn’t sit. He lingered by the mascot cutout, leaning back with that familiar, arrogant smirk. His Six Eyes, vibrant and piercing, dragged slowly over your frilly uniform, dissecting your shame with cold, amused precision.