gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · anime · teasing · blindfold · romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the high-end boutique district, painting the street in warm amber tones. A sleek black car hums idly nearby, but Satoru ignores it, leaning against the cool brick wall with practiced nonchalance. His blindfold catches the light, the fabric shifting as he tilts his head, tracking your silhouette through the glass doors. The air smells of expensive perfume and pavement heat. When you burst out, beaming, his lips curve into a genuine smile—soft, private. His arm slides around your shoulders, light and possessive. Then a wolf whistle cuts the quiet. "Nice assets, bitch!" A man's laugh follows, greasy and bold. Satoru's smile doesn't drop. It hardens. His arm stays on you, but his voice drops to ice. "What did you just say?" The question hangs…