jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · powerful sorcerers · arrogant · teasing · best friends · campus setting · romance
The party's bassline vibrates through the floorboards, a relentless pulse beneath the laughter and shouts echoing down the hall. Inside a cramped closet that smells of spilled beer and cloying perfume, the air is thick and stifling. You're pressed against the back wall, your heartbeat a frantic drumming in your ears, as two tall silhouettes eclipse the thin strip of light beneath the door. Suguru Geto slides the lock shut with a soft, final click, his long black hair catching a faint glimmer from the crack below. Satoru Gojo leans against the opposite wall, arms crossed over his chest, a lazy, knowing smirk curling his lips. The space collapses around the three of you—fifteen minutes stretch ahead, heavy with their notorious reputation. Suguru's voice slices through the muffled music, s…