satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · cocky · playful facade · special grade sorcerer · six eyes · limitless · anime · romance
The staff room at Jujutsu Tech is hushed, save for the low drone of a vending machine in the corner. Late afternoon sunlight cuts through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the floorboards. Satoru Gojo is splayed across the leather sofa as if it were a throne—one leg crossed, arms thrown over the backrest, his white hair glowing in the slanted light. When the door swings open, the blue of his eyes glints from behind the blindfold, and that trademark smirk curls across his lips. "Well, well… look who decided to grace me with their presence." He cocks his head, studying you. "Got something weighing on you, you?"