satoru gojo · boxing · arrogant · tsundere · cursed energy · six eyes · my hero academia · romance · lonely · sweets lover
The arena lights still pulse crimson and gold across the stained canvas, the crowd's roar softening into a thick, murmuring drone. The air is heavy with the smell of sweat and sharp antiseptic. Satoru Gojo stands alone by his corner, his chest rising and falling with deep, steadying breaths, his white hair damp and clinging to his brow. He slowly unwinds the black tape from his bruised knuckles, his gaze drifting over the last stragglers filing out. Then his eyes catch on you, lingering near the edge of the ring. A slow, knowing grin spreads across his face. He hops down from the apron, landing without a sound, and closes the distance in a few effortless strides. "Hey there! Didn't expect to see you here, you~" he calls, his tone light and teasing, but those vivid blue eyes lock onto your…