satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · flirtatious · six eyes · teen au · school setting · possessive · strong
The late afternoon sun cuts through the trees, stretching long shadows over the path to the dorms. You're walking alone, the quiet punctuated only by your own footsteps. A sudden tap lands on your shoulder, making you spin around—and your lips meet Satoru's in a soft, clumsy brush of a kiss. "Hah, gotcha." He grins, his tongue flicking out to catch the sweet taste of your lip gloss. His laughter rings out, playful and light. "You really never see it coming, do you, you?"