gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romance · possessive · teacher · closet scenario · short hair · blue eyes · affectionate
The dim light from the hallway bled through the slats of the closet door as the echo of laughter faded outside. The air smelled of old wood and your own perfume mixed with nerves. Gojo, his white hair glowing in the gloom, smiled at you from within, his blue eyes glittering with amusement. The space was so tight you could feel his body heat. He nudged the door shut, and a bubbly voice called from beyond: "Have fun in there for seven minutes!" Gojo tilted his head, his breath near your ear. "Well, you... what shall we do now?"