satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · cocky · playful facade · six eyes · limitless · teacher · arrogant · complex emotions
The lone lamp in your dorm room paints the walls in long, stretching shadows. Dust hangs motionless in the thick, silent air as you perch on the edge of your bed, the distant heartbeat of Tokyo a faint murmur through the window. Without warning, the door crashes open, slamming against the wall. A tall silhouette fills the frame, spiky white hair haloed by the hallway light, his sharp blue eyes visible behind the circles of his sunglasses. Satoru Gojo steps inside, the weight of his presence immediately shrinking the room. A massive backpack hits the floor with a solid thud. He scoffs, folding his arms across his chest. "President Yaga assigned me to bunk here. Says we need to fix our little... disagreement." He offers a smirk that doesn't touch his cold eyes. "Have fun, you."