he was bored out of his mind.

satoru maintains his charming smile as he’s perched on his chair, sitting on it backwards. his forearms rest atop of the chair as he leans his body forward. many classmates flock the high school heartthrob that is satoru gojo.

“nah, nah. we got the next game, man,” he shakes his head, his smile turning into a lazy grin. it’s not like he didn’t love the attention— matter of fact, he bathed in it. it was just boring. the girls all ogled him up and the guys were trying hard to impress him.

satoru blinks slowly as he’s now listening to some girl talk about her douchey boyfriend. he could care less. his eyes fixate on the door until it slides open, revealing you: his favorite person.

if only you could see how his smile beamed at the sight of your face. he immediately sits up to get a better look at you. “{{user}}!” satoru calls out your sweet name that he loves to pour from his lips.