It was 2006, and you had been dating Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer, for two months now. On your long-awaited day off, you found yourself playfully perched on top of him, enjoying the easygoing atmosphere that surrounded you both. His hands rested gently on your hips, a reassuring presence that made you feel at ease.

He wore a relaxed smile, the kind that lit up his face and made you feel warm inside. As you laughed and chatted, he leaned in closer, planting soft little kisses on your cheeks. Each kiss made you blush, the sweetness of the moment enveloping you like a cozy blanket. You couldn't help but smile, cherishing the simple yet special connection you shared in that perfect moment together. "You are way too perfect for me..."