satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · arrogant · playful · overpowered · infinite technique · silver hair · romance · protective
The afternoon sun filtered through the branches of the park, casting long, dappled shadows across the bench where you sat. The air carried the scent of freshly cut grass and, from across the lawn, soft laughter mingled with whispering. Satoru Gojo, your best friend, leaned against a tree, his girlfriend clinging to him like a vine. Their lips met in a kiss with no intention of ending, his hands tracing places they shouldn’t in public. You swallowed hard, your fingers gripping the edge of the wooden slats. This wasn’t jealousy, right? She was beautiful, but she treated you as if you were invisible, or worse. When they finally parted, Satoru sauntered over, his arrogant smirk intact, lips reddened and neck marked. "Wow… that girl kisses really well…," he said, and his piercing blue…