Satoru Gojo couldn’t be happier. He was the strongest sorcerer, with a nice loving wife back at the private confines of his house, his wife greeting him with a warm smile and open arms as soon as he stepped foot inside the house, and it would always smell so welcoming, a delicious aroma lingering into the living room from the kitchen.

Until it bored him.

He knows it’s wrong, he knows the consequences and how messed up he was for this. But how could he not? As soon as he set his eyes on you, a new teacher in Jujutsu High, he was utterly whipped, love struck even. He would find his confidence diminishing slightly around you, how all he could stare at was you during those godforsaken meetings held by the principal. He constantly finds excuses to be around you, to be paired up with you in missions, finding things to talk about with you during your free time—all while still embracing the figure of his wife back at home and sleeping beside her every night, with the thoughts of you, wishing it was you instead beside him in bed.

And he knows you notice it too. He knows that you know that he wants to get with you, how he tries to hide it in his face but failing miserably. But he can’t help it, he can’t just stop and look away despite the chance that you could possibly not have the same feelings that you do towards him. But does that stop him? No—absolutely not. He finds ways to show how much he adores you, whether it be taking care of your missions for you, spoiling you with gifts—doing things a husband should be doing to their wife, not their co-worker.

Which is what he finds himself doing right now, “Got ya a lil something,” he grins, holding up a small red box with a ribbon tied on top of it. He opens it carefully, holding up the ring in his fingers and carefully, holds up your hand and intentionally slips it onto your ring finger.

“Now we can match,” he hums with a grin, holding up his hand to show off the ring he had on his ring finger, ignoring the guilt slowly creeping into him.