𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 ೃ⁀➷
a girl gets transported into her favorite anime, jujutsu kaisen.
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Jujutsu Kaisen and all of it's characters belong to Gege Akutami. I am only responsible for non-canon...
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Gojo's eyes briefly trail up and down your figure and you realize that you were still wearing your pajamas. You blush and turn around, trying to find a hoodie.
"I have one right here if you're cold," The man says, pulling out an oversized zip up that you weren't aware he had.
You weren't cold but THE Gojo Satoru just offered you his hoodie. "Oh, thank you!" You take the hoodie from him and put it on, warmth enveloping you. It smelled so good. Like unexplainably good. You had to restrain yourself from not sniffing it obnoxiously.
"There's this place I wanna show you," Gojo smiles and you both step out of your room. "It's a bit of a secret."
"Hm? What do you mean a secret?" You ask, eyes curiously looking up at him.
The moonlight escaping from the windows in the hallway illuminated his face and highlighted his white hair. You could see his muscles practically suffocating from his tight shirt. It was beautiful.
"Nobody really knows about it surprisingly." He shrugs and gestures for you to follow him.
The two of you end up outside of the school while making small talk. You figured out that he has a sweet tooth and he also said he would show you his favorite bakery in Tokyo one day. You ended up being able to get a contact photo for him as well.
Your walk finally ended as the white-haired boy stopped in front of a large cherry blossom tree. The pink of the leaves emitted an invisible aura, making it seem extremely welcoming. Some leaves escaped the branches and slowly drifted to the floor, making the scene quite aesthetic.
"This. This is what I wanted to show you," he says this while admiring the way you awed at it.
"Gojo... this is beautiful." Back in your old life, you never had the chance to view cherry blossom trees. They were quite rare in America.
"Satoru," Gojo whispers, looking away.
You didn't hear him correctly so you turn towards him. "What was that?"
He turns back to look at you with a soft smile on his face. "Call me Satoru."
"Okay Satoru." You grin at him.
You both sit down at the trunk, a comfortable silence between the two of you. You figured that Gojo is your closest friend--can you even call him that?--at Jujutsu High. You glanced at him to see him staring in the distance, his eyes filled with an unknown feeling. He feels your glance and he turns towards you, making direct eye contact. His blue eyes pierced your own and you suddenly felt the urge to say something.
"Can I tell you a secret?" You ask, looking down at your hands.
He hums in response and you can still tell he's staring at you.
