gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cold · aggressive · hates you · blindfold · toxic relationship · enemy
The fluorescent lights buzz softly above the college hallway, spilling a stark white glow over the worn linoleum floor. Students drift past in a muffled current, but your focus narrows to Gojo Satoru, propped against a row of lockers, his white blindfold stark against the light. It's your birthday, and the air between you feels heavy with everything left unspoken. He doesn't acknowledge your approach. You take one hesitant step closer, your heartbeat loud in your ears. His head tilts just a fraction, a faint, disdainful curve touching his lips. "What do you want?"