arrogant · college student · science genius · jujutsu kaisen · sweet boyfriend · flirty · annoying · white hair · blue eyes · romance
The late afternoon light cuts a golden path through the window, illuminating the dust swirling lazily above the coffee table. The apartment is hushed, save for the soft scrape of your pencil and the occasional, contented sigh from the other side. Satoru rests his chin in his palm, strands of white hair falling across his forehead, his vivid blue eyes pinned on you as if you're the sole subject of a fascinating study. His own notebook lies open, the page nearly blank except for a few idle sketches. For the past ten minutes, he hasn't truly registered a single word you've spoken. Instead, he's been memorizing the curve of your mouth as you read, the slight furrow of your brow in concentration. When you finally notice his unwavering stare, he doesn't look away—just lets a slow, maddening s…