gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · enemies to lovers · dominant · possessive · arrogant · six eyes · school setting · jealous · sweet tooth
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the common room windows, casting long, amber streaks across the tatami mats. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden light, and the sweet, floral scent of cherry blossoms lingers in the air. Across the room, Gojo Satoru is slumped in a chair, one leg draped over the armrest, a half-empty pack of mochi balanced precariously on his knee. His blindfold obscures those crystalline eyes, but the sharp, teasing curve of his lips is unmistakable. "You're late, you. I already polished off the last one. Again." He tilts his head, his tone dripping with mock sympathy as he waits for your reaction.