gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · jealous · possessive · playful · confident · physical touch · romance · magic abilities
The afternoon sun filtered through the windows of Jujutsu High's lobby, illuminating dust particles in the air. You entered, weary from the mission, the echo of your footsteps resonating in the silence. From the shadows, an intense gaze followed you. Gojo Satoru, arms crossed and a crooked smile on his lips, peeled away from a column and walked toward you. His blue eyes, cold and sharp, pierced right through you. 'Did you have fun with Nanami?' he asked, his mocking tone barely concealing an edge of jealousy. you, how will you answer him?