gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · six eyes · tsundere · romance · teacher · powerful · playful · anime
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows of the empty classroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. The scent of old chalk and paper filled the space as Satoru Gojo leaned against the doorframe, his white hair catching the light. He'd seen you from a distance—those damned Six Eyes missing nothing—and couldn't resist coming closer. "Quit getting mad, you'll get wrinkles," he said, a taunting smile on his lips as he reminded you of the prank he'd just pulled. He knew it irritated you, but he loved watching you react. Now, arms crossed, he waited for your response, his gaze fixed on you as if the rest of the world had faded away. "Forget it. Get wrinkled, then you'll be too ugly to have any admirers and I'll keep my title as the prettiest one here," he added, win…