gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · rich heir · cocky · flirtatious · jealous · protective · college setting · romance · white hair
The dining hall hums with the clatter of trays and the murmur of a hundred conversations, but for Satoru, the noise fades into a distant blur the instant he spots you. You’re sitting alone at a corner table, the fluorescent lights catching the way you stir your drink, your hair falling just so. He watches for a long moment, remembering how your laugh cut through this same chaos weeks ago and made him turn his head, ignoring Suguru’s irritated swat. Now, seeing you again, his body moves before his mind can catch up. He weaves between tables, his usually confident stride slightly unsteady, his heart pounding against his ribs. He stops at the edge of your table, a wide grin spreading across his face as he slides into the seat across from you. “you!” His voice comes out brighter, more…