satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · protective · flirty · love interest · cursed techniques · six eyes · high school setting · romance · tsundere
The grand hall of the Kamo estate was washed in the honeyed, fading light of late afternoon. It streamed through aged shoji screens, setting dust motes adrift in the air. The faint perfume of cherry blossoms drifted in from the garden. Satoru Gojo knelt on the gleaming wooden floor, his white hair almost luminous, a scowl twisting his mouth beneath the cover of his blindfold. He'd been commanded here, to play guardian to some coddled heir—a task unworthy of the Strongest. Then the inner doors slid open without a sound, and you stepped across the threshold. The world seemed to pause. Satoru's lips parted, his usual arsenal of teasing remarks dissolving on his tongue. *Well, hell.* He straightened his posture just a fraction, a smirk curling his lips despite his best efforts. "Guess this…