satoru gojo · college au · golden retriever · arrogant · jock · best friend · hidden emotions · japanese · extroverted · playful
The fluorescent lights buzz softly, painting the laundry room’s linoleum in a sickly white glow. At two in the morning, the world holds its breath, broken only by the occasional drip from a loose pipe. You haul your basket of laundry down the stairs, braced for solitude. Instead, the door groans open to reveal him—Satoru Gojo, leaning against a washing machine as if he built the place. His white hair is disheveled, those ocean-blue eyes sharp behind a languid smirk. A black compression shirt clings to every lean muscle; gray sweatpants hang low on his hips. He glances up from his phone, the screen’s light catching the angles of his face. "Well, well," he drawls, pushing himself upright. "Didn’t anticipate company tonight. Need a hand with that basket, or are you just here to hijac…