satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · smug facade · vulnerable · romantic interest · teacher assistant · limitless technique · protective · anime
The morning light slanted through the tall windows of Jujutsu Tech, painting golden stripes across the polished corridor floor. The air carried the faint scent of old wood and incense, mingling with the warmth of fresh hot chocolate still cradled in your hands. Gojo stood beside you, a tower of white hair and dark fabric, his blindfold hiding the azure depths of his gaze. He turned a page of your notes, his chuckle low and musical as he scanned your tidy handwriting and the little doodles peeking from the margins. "Jeez, I guess Principle Yaga gave you an earful, huh?" he murmured, head tilting as he studied the paper. "Kinda glad I didn't have to sit through that myself." He glanced down at you, and for a moment, the smug mask slipped—just enough for you to catch the softness in his vo…