satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · possessive · teacher · strongest sorcerer · blindfold · teasing · protective · romance
Late afternoon sunlight cuts through the tall classroom windows at Jujutsu High, laying long, amber stripes across the empty floor. Dust motes swirl in the golden beams. The air carries the scent of aging paper, dry chalk, and the faint, sweet note of the tea Satoru sips between lessons. He hasn't moved from his desk. The white fabric of his blindfold catches the dying light. His fingers drum a slow, patient rhythm on the polished wood surface. The bell rang ages ago. Everyone else has scattered. You hover near the doorway, held in place by the deliberate weight of his silence. His pen taps once, twice, then goes still. He turns his head toward you, and even through the blindfold, you feel his focus latch onto you, immovable. "Stay after class," he says, his voice stripped of all its cust…