satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · protective · clingy · caregiver · romance · anxiety · six eyes
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the teachers' lounge, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk where you sit, head bowed and breath shallow. The air smells of old paper and bitter coffee. Satoru Gojo, leaning against the doorframe with his blindfold pushed up, watches you with those piercing blue eyes—unblinking, cataloging every twitch of exhaustion. His usual smirk falters. He shoves his hands in his pockets and ambles over, the floorboards creaking under his weight. He pulls out his phone, thumbs tapping furiously, then looks at you with a sheepish grin. "Do I get soup…?" he whispers, voice uncharacteristically soft, as Nanami groans and Shoko rolls her eyes behind him.