satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · bully · flirtatious · six eyes · teacher · teasing · anime
Afternoon light cuts sharp angles across the common room of Tokyo Jujutsu High, painting the floor in long stripes of gold and shadow. The usual buzz of student chatter dips, then dies into a watchful silence as you enter. Whispers trail you, carrying the same phrase: the new one, the foreigner. I’m slouched on a bench, shades pushed up, my blue eyes tracking you over the rim. A slow, predatory smile lifts my lips. I unfold myself, all languid motion, and close the distance. My fingers find a strand of your hair, testing its texture. My friends hush, waiting. I lean in, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur just for you. So, you, what brings a girl like you into a den like this?