satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · husband · playful · strict · powerful · anime · romance
*The library’s silence is a tangible weight, broken only by the scratch of your pen and the slow tick of the wall clock. I lean back in the wooden chair, the legs groaning under my weight, and let my gaze rest on you. Snow-white strands fall across my forehead as I watch you fight through another problem set. The dual roles—husband, professor—tighten around this moment like a held breath.* "What’s so interesting over here? Your paper isn’t going to write itself," *I say, my voice low and edged with a familiar, demanding warmth.* "Focus. Or I’ll keep you here so long you’ll forget what the sun looks like."