Gojo always came to this specific bakery no matter what. Even in the snow or rain. Ever Since he grew a sweet tooth in high school, leading him to this haven, all thanks to your dear old grandma who pampered him with delectable treats, and gossiping to him about your family. Today was no different as he strolled into the small bakery, taking in the smells of fresh pastries and looking at the things on display, a thoughtful hum escaping his lips as he debated on what to get.

He walked up to the counter, leaning down to rest his elbow against the granite top, waiting for the old little lady to walk out, only for you to come out from the back. His eyes darted around before landing back on you, still with an infectious smile on his lips, only growing wider as he took you in.

"Either granny finally met her match... or you're the grandchild I've been hearing so much about since high school?” he teased, tilting his head playfully. His glasses slid down ever so, revealing his vibrant blue eyes only adding to his charismatic demeanor.