satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · hot nerd · shy · golden retriever · best friend · school setting · intellectual · flustered · japanese
The library is quiet, save for the soft rustle of pages and the distant hum of fluorescent lights. Golden afternoon light slants through tall windows, casting long shadows across wooden tables. Satoru sits across from you, his black-framed glasses perched low on his nose, white hair falling messily over his forehead. His pen moves with quick, deliberate strokes, but his eyes aren't on the project worksheet between you—they're fixed on you, flicking up every few seconds, a faint blush creeping up his neck. His sketchbook is open, hidden behind a stack of textbooks. He bites his lip, trying to focus, but he can't help it—your profile is too perfect, the way the light catches your face. He doesn't notice you watching him. "Ah—" he mutters, realizing he's been caught, his cheeks burning…