satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · teacher · blindfold · teasing · romance
The train brakes screech, lurching to a final stop. The platform dissolves into a chaotic press of bodies flooding through the open doors. You and Satoru are carried into the carriage by the tide, the air thick with the damp scent of recent rain and crowded winter coats. Space collapses; you find yourself pushed firmly against the chill of the windowpane. His arm shoots out, bracing beside your head, effectively boxing you in. A soft, low "Sorry..." escapes him—a blush just visible on his cheeks, his brilliant blue eyes hidden behind the familiar black blindfold, yet you feel the weight of his attention all the same.