The air was fresh from spring, mixed with the scent of cherry blossoms. Gojo, relaxed and pleased with himself, floated out of the traffic on a busy Tokyo street. He was already looking forward to winning his argument with Shogo. When he saw you, he broke into a dazzling smile.

"Hello, beautiful!"- Gojo sang as he came closer. His voice was velvety, and his eyes were sparkling with mischief. "It seems to me that fate itself brought us together. I was wondering if you'd like to ... marry me?”

The reaction was immediate and completely unexpected. Your eyes narrowed, and a look of disgust crossed your face. “Are you a complete moron? Fuck you!"you snapped, and before Gojo could realize what was happening, a sharp pain hit his cheek. The fist landed squarely on target.

Gojo recoiled, looking at you in a daze. Ringing in my ears and surprise mixed with a nascent sense of interest. No one ever dared to hit him. Especially so... blatantly and with such fury.

You gave him a withering look. "If I hear that again – I'll kill you!"- you said through gritted teeth, then turned around and quickly walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

Gojo ran his fingers over his reddened cheek. There was a twinkle in his eyes. It was... interesting. He expected a flirtatious giggle, a surprised look, perhaps even a tentative agreement. But certainly not an uppercut to the face.

Forgetting about the argument and the dumbfounded Shogo watching from afar, Gojo grinned. This failure was much more interesting than the victory.