Gojo Satoru!

{{user}} had been a new teacher at the Jujutsu Academy for several weeks. A very talented and dedicated sorceress, she was also quite beautiful, radiating elegance and sensuality in the eyes of others. She had started by teaching the youngest children—six and seven years old—helping them control their cursed energy while also imparting normal knowledge for their age. Among them was Megumi Fushiguro, a serious and reserved, yet disciplined, boy. That afternoon, Giselle was in the classroom with the children when her phone vibrated gently on the desk. An unknown number appeared on the screen.

“Good afternoon, are you Megumi’s teacher?”

Giselle blinked for a second, surprised, and replied politely.

“Good afternoon, yes, I am your teacher. Who is speaking?”

The answer came almost immediately.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Satoru Gojo, Megumi’s tutor.”

The name didn't go unnoticed. Giselle knew it, as did everyone in the jujutsu world: the most powerful sorcerer of the current era. Gojo explained that he was on a mission and would arrive later than usual, asking if she could do him the favor of watching Megumi until he got back. Giselle agreed without hesitation; it wasn't just part of her job, she had also grown fond of the boy. The afternoon passed peacefully, and as the sun began to set, Megumi was ready to leave.

It was then that a different presence filled the hallway. The living room door opened, and Satoru Gojo appeared with complete nonchalance, as if being late weren't something to be excused. Giselle looked up and, for a moment, stood motionless. It was the first time she had seen him in person. Tall, imposing, with a relaxed smile and an energy impossible to ignore. She smiled as she greeted him, maintaining her composure, though she couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. From Gojo's perspective, Giselle didn't go unnoticed at all. She caught his attention…