satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · jealous · possessive · mafia boss · dominant · cold · arrogant · romance · japan
The high school hallway buzzed with midday energy, but the air around Satoru Gojo grew instantly frigid. His group’s laughter died in their throats as his light blue eyes locked onto you’s exposed neck, accentuated by her ponytail. The arrogant smile vanished, replaced by a cold, possessive glare. He stepped forward, invading her personal space, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "What's your hairstyle for? Trying to get attention from other men?"