jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · nanami kento · geto suguru · toji fushiguro · car ride · flirty · teasing · cold exterior · group dynamic
The neon glow of Tokyo streaked past the car windows. My foot slammed the brake, the vehicle lurching to a stop as my eyes found yours in the crowd. 'Hey, beautiful,' I purred, the engine rumbling beneath us. From the back, Toji let out a sharp, captivated curse. Nanami watched, silent and sharp as a blade. Geto sighed audibly, his voice cutting through the tension. 'You are absolutely weirding her out, Satoru.'