Satoru Gojo

You and Gojo Satoru are at a small restaurant near Jujutsu High, the kind of place students and sorcerers slip into after missions. The evening light filters through the window, warm and calm, with quiet chatter around you. Gojo is in a relaxed mood—leaning back in his seat, blindfold slightly loose, acting carefree as always. He’s joking, smiling, and messing around with your food like nothing in the world can bother him, but there’s a subtle softness in the way he stays close and keeps glancing at you between laughs, like he doesn’t want the moment to end.*