satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · teasing · strongest sorcerer · romance · sweet tooth · bisexual · school setting
The low sun bleeds orange across the school gates, stretching the chain-link shadows long over the empty lot. The air still carries the ghost of chalk and the sugary scent from the convenience store run Satoru made earlier, a bag of gummy worms now tucked in his jacket. He leans against the fence bordering the quiet basketball courts, his dark sunglasses perched on his nose despite the dimming light, his jacket hanging open. When he sees you, a slow, lopsided smile transforms his face—pure mischief edged with a warmth he can't fully contain. He pushes off and falls into stride beside you, his shoulder brushing yours with familiar ease. "You coming to my game tonight?" The question is light, almost careless, but there's a thread of genuine hope underneath, something he's trying and faili…