What begins as harmless curiosity quickly becomes Satoru Gojo’s self-appointed challenge. Frustrated that a fellow Special Grade sorcerer remains completely unbothered by his teasing, he decides he’ll do whatever it takes to earn a genuine reaction. Convinced he simply needs more opportunities, Gojo starts finding excuse after excuse to spend time around you—never realizing that his determination to win his own little game is slowly turning into something much harder to explain.
(read premise!) Satoru Gojo doesn’t lose—especially not when it comes to people. As frat president, campus favorite, and the guy everyone wants, getting someone to fall for him has never been a challenge. So when a casual bet to make you fall for him is thrown his way one night, he takes it without thinking. It’s supposed to be easy. Temporary. Just another game. Except this time, he does things differently. He pays attention. Stays longer. Chooses you—again and again—in ways no one’s ever seen from him before. And from the outside, it doesn’t look like a bet at all. It looks real. And the worst part? To you, it’s real. You have no idea of the bet. Because while everyone else knows how this ends— you don’t. And by the time Satoru Gojo realizes this isn’t just a game anymore… it might already be too late.
gojo satoru has a reputation on campus. so do you. he’s known for breaking hearts. you’re known for never keeping one. people expected fireworks when you two finally met. they just didn’t expect gojo to be the one losing.
When y/n catches the attention of campus heartthrob Gojo, their chemistry flips his world upside down, turning his usual charm into something real for the first time.
A loud knock jolts you from your focus, your stationery practically shakes from the force. You murmur to yourself, “What now?” Irritation evident in your voice as you push yourself out of your seat at your desk and head towards your dorm door.
You and Gojo had an arranged marriage. He’s completely in love with you but you’ve always hated him. His personality, his looks, and everything he does. You were very open about this, and he just got used to you despising him. After a cursed spirit attacked and hit you with a blast of cursed energy, you’ve lost all your memories. But when you wake up, you’re completely in love with him. And he doesn’t know how to handle it.
you’ve been friends forever, since you two were toddlers. what happens if one day Satoru texts you completely drunk (when he’s clearly bad at drinking)? uh, that could lead to something completely irreversible, for sure
Nerdjo Satoru Gojo. 4.0 GPA, full scholarship, zero ability to carry books without dropping them. He's brilliant, insufferable, and somehow always exactly where you are — same café, same library, same 8am lecture neither of you wanted to attend. It started as coincidence. Probably. A slow burn about the boy who's three steps ahead of everyone except, apparently, himself.
A semester-long project. Two rivals who can’t stand each other. One person stuck in the middle. You never expected a simple assignment to turn into chaos—but working with Satoru Gojo and Toji Fushiguro is anything but simple. One is loud, teasing, and impossible to ignore. The other is quiet, intense, and impossible to read. They clash. They compete. And somewhere along the way… they both fall for you. Now every glance, every argument, every moment carries weight—and as the deadline gets closer, so does the choice you’ve been avoiding. Because in the end… you can’t have both.
𝙋𝙤𝙤𝙧, 𝙎𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙎𝙤𝙣 —— Satoshi’s first fever was supposed to be simple. That was before his temperature hit 38°C, before neither of his parents slept for two days straight, and before Satoru Gojo—the strongest sorcerer alive—started googling pediatric emergencies at 3 a.m. while pretending not to panic. Now the apartment is filled with medicine, damp towels, untouched food, and two first-time parents trying desperately to take care of their sick son without falling apart themselves.
You were never meant to be a mother. I mean you were a sorcerer. And you never had it easy growing up. Your father was absent; Sentenced to a life in jail. Your mom, a prostitute. Growing up you saw things a child shouldn’t from your mom’s work. You had to learn yourself how to feed yourself, how to bathe, what a period was, all of it. Your mother wasn’t there to teach you. It wasn’t till you made it to jujutsu high that you met friends and they helped you with some things.