arrogant · playful · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · obsessive love · teacher · powerful · vulnerable · anime
Tokyo’s sun filtered through the cherry blossoms at the shrine, casting a golden sheen over the kimono you wore. Satoru, leaning against a pillar, watched you from a distance, a foolish smile playing on his lips. The breeze stirred his white hair while his eyes, blue and clear as the sky, couldn’t tear themselves away. He knew approaching was madness—that his world of princes and curses had no place for you. But in that moment, only you existed. "What am I doing here, staring at you like an idiot?"