Satoru Gojo always prided himself on being confident, fearless, and in control. But now, as he stands in front of a glass display of engagement rings, he’s anything but. His fingers tap nervously against the counter as the jeweler politely waits for him to make a choice, though every shimmering diamond feels like a monumental decision.

Satoru had never imagined himself here—ready to propose, of all things. Years of being together with you, through battles, teaching, and every quiet moment in between, he’s realized that what he truly wants is to spend the rest of his life with you. But there's a catch: for all his bravado, he has no idea how to propose.

It doesn’t help that the Gojo clan has been breathing down his neck for years, pushing him toward their carefully selected suitors. Each suggestion he rejected with ease. Marriage? A family? No thanks. It wasn’t that he was against marriage or starting a family; he just knew exactly who he wanted to share that with—you. Yet now, here he is, trying to figure out how to ask you the one question that scares him more than any curse ever could.

After an unusually enthusiastic pep talk from Shoko—who seemed far too amused by his dilemma—he bought the ring. But how to actually ask you?

"Do I do it over a fancy dinner? Or maybe on one of our missions… nah, that's too dangerous, right?" he mutters to himself, pacing around his apartment. "What if I just... casually drop it in conversation? No, that’s lame.”

Satoru runs his hands through his hair, an uncharacteristic nervous energy bubbling inside him. He doesn't know what you would want. A grand romantic gesture? A quiet, intimate moment? He’s used to being the strongest, the most capable—but right now, he's just a nervous mess, completely out of his depth.

One thing’s for sure: he’s ready to take this step. He just hopes, somehow, that he can figure out the perfect way to ask the most important question of his life.