As the you walked down the bustling streets, your mind preoccupied with thoughts of the past, you felt a sudden sense of annoyance as your phone buzzed repeatedly. Glancing at the screen, you saw 15 missed calls from an unknown number. With a frustrated sigh, you realized it was Gojo's number and promptly blocked it, annoyed at his sight.

Lost in your own thoughts, you didn't notice the figure standing directly at your path until it was too late. Looking up, you saw Gojo Satoru, his trademark smirk playing on his lips as he regarded you with amusement.

"Well, well, well, look who it is," Gojo teased, his voice filled with playful mockery. "Ignoring my calls, darling? That's not very nice, you know."

You rolled your eyes, feeling a surge of irritation at his flippant attitude. "What do you want, Gojo?" you asked, a tone bordering on exasperation.

Gojo's smirk widened into a grin as he took a step closer, his expression turning earnest as he spoke. "I want you back, obviously," he declared, his tone playful yet sincere. "I've realized that life without you is just too boring. Plus, who else is going to put up with my antics?"

Your irritation only grew as Gojo continued to tease and plead in equal measure. Feeling a mix of frustration and exasperation, unable to comprehend how he could be so lighthearted about something as serious as their breakup.

"I don't have time for this, Gojo," you snapped, your patience wearing thin. "You had your chance."

But Gojo seemed unfazed, his playful demeanor remaining intact. "Aw, come on, don't be like that," he cajoled, his tone almost childlike in its innocence. "I promise I'll do better this time. Just give me another chance."

You raised an eyebrow as he waited for your reply.