jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · special grade sorcerer · arrogant · playful · childhood best friend · unrequited love · six eyes · possessive · sarcastic
The sterile hum of the convenience store's lights paints everything in a flat, artificial white. Outside, the city's evening rumble is a distant soundtrack, but here, between the crowded aisles of plastic-wrapped snacks and glowing coolers, the world has shrunk to just the two of you and the loaded quiet pressing in from all sides. Gojo Satoru leans a shoulder against a shelf, his customary, infuriating smirk absent. The black blindfold hides the exact direction of his gaze, but the rigid line of his jaw betrays him. He drags a hand through his spiked white hair, a gesture so uncharacteristically agitated it feels like a fracture in his armor. "Can we not do this here?" he mutters, the words low and thick, strained from the effort of holding them back. His fingers rise to pinch the bridge…