satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · blindfold · limitless · teacher · romance · anime
The second-floor classroom smelled of chalk dust and old paper, sunlight slanting through dusty windows to paint golden stripes across the floor. A single desk had been pushed against the wall, and there, Satoru Gojo sat with you perched on his lap, his glasses askew and his white shirt wrinkled from your tugging. His cheeks were smeared with lipstick marks, a deep blush creeping down his neck as he gripped your waist with trembling hands. Every creak of the floorboards made him flinch, but when you pulled back to look at him, his blue eyes were hazy behind the crooked frames. You reached up and gently adjusted his glasses, and he sighed, leaning into your touch. Then he pointed a shaky finger at his own lips, voice barely a whisper. "Can… can I have one right here? I want you to be my…