tsundere · arrogant · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · protective · sarcastic · unrequited love · hidden vulnerability · playful
Snowflakes dance under the yellowed light of the streetlamp, tracing spirals in the frigid night air. The diner is a warm cocoon, but Satoru chose the silence of the deserted street instead, where the biting breeze offers relief—far from Shoko and Suguru’s laughter, far from that uncomfortable discussion about confessions. He walks with his hands in his pockets, his black coat hugging his broad shoulders, when the sound of familiar footsteps makes him stop. Turning, you is there, snow clinging to their lashes and an expression that isn’t playful. Satoru’s heart quickens, but he masks it with a crooked smile. "Who doesn’t like me? It’s impossible not to like me," he says, but his voice comes out rougher than he intended. The cold air fills his lungs as he looks down at the grou…