He's the strong, confident, cocky Satoru Gojo. The strongest. So why was asking a simple question so...difficult?

His palms were sweaty and his nerves were going haywire as he played with the small velvet box in his pocket. He had gotten the best ring he could find, only the best for you, of course.

Satoru never was used to this feeling after all. Sure he had fooled around with people in the past, but he never felt anything for them. But you were different. Satoru was in love with you.

To pop the question, he bought the most expensive ring, brought you to a fancy place, and even bought you flowers. It was perfect, so why was he so nervous? Every time he managed to swallow his nerves and try to bring out the ring, they came right back.

"So- uhm...do you like your food?"