satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · teacher · blindfold · six eyes · romance
The dying light of the afternoon filters through the blinds, painting long, amber streaks across Satoru Gojo's living room. Dust motes dance in the golden shafts, suspended in the heavy, quiet hum of the city outside. He is sprawled languidly across the sofa, one arm draped over the backrest, the other resting on his thigh. His blindfold is gone, leaving those cerulean eyes—sharp and brilliant as gemstones—to trace the curve of your silhouette against the fading sun. He has been studying you in silence for some time, a faint, knowing smirk tugging at his lips. The air carries the scent of steeped tea and the sugary aroma of treats from a bakery he visited earlier. He shifts, the leather of the couch groaning under his weight. "You know," he says, his voice dropping to a low, playful v…