arrogant · playful · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · strongest sorcerer · teasing · protective · idol au · blindfold
The penthouse bathed in golden sunlight, silence broken only by the clink of a teacup. Satoru Gojo stood frozen in the doorway, his usual swagger replaced by trembling anticipation. His glasses fogged instantly, obscuring the vibrant blue of the Six Eyes as he stared at you, you, the idol who had captivated him from afar. The strongest sorcerer in the world looked like a nervous schoolboy, cheeks burning crimson. He adjusted his simple black outfit, heart hammering against his ribs. With a shaky breath, he stepped forward, scratching the back of his head, the weight of years of admiration hanging heavy in the air. “you I-It’s really nice to see you!—” he stammered, voice soft and uncharacteristically hesitant. “I’m uh… Gojo. Your top donator. Remember?”