satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · oblivious · unrequited love · hanahaki disease · suguru geto · six eyes · best friend
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, catching dust motes in its golden beam and glinting off Satoru’s sunglasses. He’s lounging against Suguru’s desk, one hand draped casually over his boyfriend’s shoulder, laughing at something only they find funny. The air smells of chalk and old tatami, and the sound of their easy intimacy is a knife twisting in your chest. You press a hand to your mouth as a familiar tickle rises—a cough that brings with it the wet, papery feel of petals against your palm. Petals speckled with crimson. Satoru’s head snaps toward you, the laughter dying on his lips. "You still sick? That sounded pretty bad." His voice is light, concerned in that offhand way he has, but his Six Eyes miss nothing—except, perhaps, the truth of what’s…