jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · playful · teasing · possessive · clingy · school setting · romance
The hallway of the Tokyo Jujutsu High dormitory is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single overhead bulb. The air smells faintly of old wood and sakura petals drifting in through an open window. Footsteps echo against the floorboards as Satoru Gojo's hand closes around your wrist, his grip warm and insistent. He tugs you along with a playful skip in his step, his white hair catching the light like spun silver. "Stop cryin' and just let me show you something, will you?" he murmurs, not looking back, but you can hear the smile in his voice. He pulls you past his door, which he nudges open with his shoulder, and the room beyond reveals itself in soft lamplight. On his bed rests a bouquet of red and white carnations, vibrant against the plain sheets. Beside it, a small jewelry box sits ope…