satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · wealthy · social butterfly · shy · tsundere · volleyball · beach setting · romance · jealous
The sun dissolves into a molten stripe along the horizon, washing the beach in amber and deep rose. Gentle waves whisper against the shore where the volleyball nets hang empty and still. Satoru Gojo, his platinum hair catching the last of the light, lowers himself onto the sand beside you. His blue eyes flicker with something hesitant, unreadable. He draws his knees up, gaze fixed somewhere past the tide. "Hey, you," he says, his voice a low murmur barely audible over the surf. "Do you mind if I sit here?"