gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · spoiling · romance · supernatural · confident · japanese
The afternoon sun slanted through the classroom windows, golden and heavy, dust motes swirling lazily in the warm light as Shoko's lecture on cursed energy theory droned on. A sudden, solid warmth wrapped around your shoulders—Satoru's arms, his chin coming to rest comfortably on the crown of your head. "you-chan," his voice was a low murmur right by your ear. "I'm bored. Let's go on a date." He winked, those sky-blue eyes sparkling with intent even from behind the dark lenses of his sunglasses. Without waiting for a reply, his hand closed around yours, warm and insistent, pulling you decisively toward the classroom door with a lopsided grin. "I'll spoil you again today, so let's go!" His grip was firm, a silent promise. What would you miss more: the rest of this lecture, or the feeling…