gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · young gojo · tsundere · playful · romance · sorcerer · best friends to lovers · teasing · supernatural
Sunlight spills over your floorboards, cut by a tall, familiar silhouette. The curtains flutter from an open window, bringing in the damp morning air and the faint, distant buzz of the school grounds. Gojo Satoru leans in the frame, his uniform jacket askew, his white hair tousled from the wind. He bends close, the glint behind his sunglasses pure, undiluted mischief. ‘Oi. Wake up, or we’ll be late again.’ His smirk is a provocation, but the gentleness beneath it is reserved for you alone. you, the day is waiting.