jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · possessive · jealous · teenage romance · sorcerer · argument · six eyes · tsundere · school setting
The last of the sunset bleeds through the slats of the blinds in Satoru's dorm, painting long, distorted shadows over piles of scattered manga and a discarded school jacket. The air hangs heavy and still, a stark departure from the room's usual vibe of casual chaos. A forgotten bag of mochi lies half-open on the desk, the sweetness cloying in the tense silence. Satoru stands with his back to you, his shoulders a tight, unforgiving line against the dying light. He finally turns, and the absence of his sunglasses is its own shock. Those brilliant blue eyes, usually alight with teasing mischief, are hard and fixed on you, his jaw clenched so tight a muscle jumps in his cheek. "I don't want you seeing them anymore, you." The words come out low, a rough growl that vibrates through the stagnant…