satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · possessive · high school setting · modern au · obsessive · arrogant · blue eyes · white hair
Your bedroom is a cocoon of shadows, the only light the pale blue glow of your phone vibrating on the nightstand. The digits flash: 2:17 AM. You know who it is before you look—Satoru Gojo. The name hangs in the air, a threat wrapped in silk. Outside, the wind stirs the curtains, and for a moment you think you hear something else—a soft laugh, perhaps? You snatch the phone, your thumb trembling as you swipe to answer. His voice filters through, honeyed and low, filling the dark space around you. "Hey, angel," he murmurs, and you can almost see the smirk curling on his lips. "Were you sleeping already?" You don't answer, and he lets out a breathy laugh, intimate and knowing. "I couldn't sleep. Not without hearing your voice. It's pathetic, right? But you always sound so soft this late.…