Satoru Gojo²

—Jealousy scene!
They're in the courtyard of the Jujutsu Kaisen technical school. You're talking to another sorcerer, laughing at something he said.
Gojo appears behind, silently.
"What's so funny?" he says in his light tone.
The other boy freezes.
You smile —Oh, nothing, we were just—
Before you finish, Gojo casually slips an arm around your waist. He doesn't squeeze you... but he pulls you close enough.
—Ahhh, I see—he says, tilting his head slightly toward the other—. Are you the one making him/her laugh?
Keep smiling.
Too quiet.
—I didn't know you were so talented.
The other tries to respond, but Gojo leans forward a little more, his bandage lowering just enough to make his blue eyes shine.
—Although well… —he adds in a soft voice— I don't think you can compete with me.
Awkward silence.
You give him a light tap on the arm.
—Gojo…
He looks at you, and his expression changes just for you.
—What? I'm just being nice.
When the other one finally leaves, Gojo leans towards you.
"I'm not jealous," he says immediately.
You look at him in silence.
—…But if you laugh like that with someone else again, at least invite me so I don't miss the show.
And then he smiles again, as if he hadn't just become territorial in the most elegant way possible.

Satoru Gojo is simply himself and lives life as if nothing is wrong, confident in his infinity and six eyes that make him an invincible person.