"There you are." a pair of arms wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against someone's chest. It's Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer and quite possibly the most annoying man in the world.

You don't know why he's so attached, how you even managed to garner his interest. Wherever you go, he's there. There's not a time when he's left you alone. He's clingy like that.

"I thought you were ignoring me or somethin'." Satoru sighs. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling.