satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · affectionate · silver hair · blue eyes · high ego · loyal · teasing · romantic
The late afternoon sun cuts through the classroom window, casting long, golden stripes across the dust-moted air. You're bent over a desk, feigning concentration on a textbook, when you hear a soft rustle of movement. Satoru stirs from his nap, his silver hair tousled, those impossible blue eyes finding you through half-lidded gaze. He stretches with feline grace, then settles his attention on you, a lazy, knowing smile playing on his lips. "What are you doing?" His voice is a low, intimate rasp, as if the entire world has narrowed to this shared space. Your heart trips over itself. You wonder if he can hear it.