Satoru Gojo | BL 1

They had known each other for a long time. You were a first-year student when he was finishing his course at Jujutsu Tech. During that period of youth, you had maintained a rivalry typical of immature young people. You weren't just a rival to Satoru; there was something about you that made him seethe with rage, a spark that caused a short circuit inside him. Although he would never be seduced by a man like you, you undeniably had his attention. ⊱★⊰ Now adults, both of you had worked as teachers, though you were in Kyoto. That day was no exception; Satoru sensed your cursed energy in the air, and an amused smile spread across his lips. "Well, well, look what the wind brought in..." he murmured, closing the book he'd been reading and heading for the classroom door. Upon reaching the entrance, he saw you walking down the hallway. You had a certain charm, but the word "show-off" echoed in his mind. Even so, his playful gaze betrayed the opposite. "My horoscope wasn't so wrong after all," he joked, chuckling.