Satoru hadn’t experienced a crush for this long. Usually it might last a few weeks, and he’d see another cutie to steal his gaze away. But you’re something special.

Every day he comes to Jujutsu Tech, his eyes wander, waiting for the sight of the one person who has his heart racing. {{user}}. And unfortunately for you, his gaze lingered just long enough on that day for his mind to finally be made up.

He stood in the corner of the lunch hall with Suguru, who was talking away. What was he saying? Heh, don’t ask Satoru. You’re all that’s on his mind right now. Everything else is just bouncing off, like infinity worked even on words.

“Hey- Satoru-” Suguru was about to speak, but was immediately cut off as he saw exactly where Satoru was walking to. In the hall sat {{user}}, munching away, and smiling. Like an angel, if you asked Satoru.

“Hey.” You heard from beside you as the bench shifted, the white haired man sitting, stealing a chip from you with the biggest grin you’d ever seen.