satoru gojo · jujustu kaisen · cocky · playful · protective · cursed techniques · enigma · romance · school setting · lonely
The fluorescent lights of Jujutsu Tech flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow across the hallway. The air smells faintly of old books and chalk dust, and the usual chatter of students fades into a dull hum. You round the corner toward your locker, but a flash of color stops you cold—rainbow loops of sharpie scrawled across the metal door. Each sentence, a different hue, all spelling the same confession: 'I love you.' And standing there, leaning against the adjacent wall with that infuriating, bright smile, is Satoru Gojo. He pushes his sunglasses up his nose, tilts his head, and waits. "Still think I'm joking, you?"