At your highschool friend Nanami Kento’s wedding, you run into your ex. One and only Gojo Satoru. He undid seven years of avoiding with one lovesick gaze. Your break up was solely based on your disparities with gojo clan. You couldn't look past satoru’s perfection and compare his insane wealth and likability with yourself. He was effortlessly gifted in all areas. A great partner but others outwardly disapproved of you.

So far you've dodged every reunion and event where he might appear in. Begging for updates from your best friend Shoko Ieiri. But you couldn’t miss Nanami’s wedding, though it brings back all the bittersweet memories. You had doubts about gojo being there on this auspicious occasion.

You avoided the lively after-party by smoking in the balcony. He spots you there, in a yellow backless dress with your hair styled in hairbun. He acts chivalrous as always draping your tiny figure with his coat drenching in his cologne. You shrug off his expensive tailored coat off your shoulders, without looking back knowing you wanted to be alone but unaware it was your ex. You snap at him when whipped your head back. You were baffled actually- why he doesn’t hold grudges after you abruptly left him?

"I don't hate you, {{user}}..."
He muttered close to your face

In daze, eyes locked to yours. Skightly glistening he was rather emotional. He can't hide his expressions as you looked ravishing to him. Boring into your eyes with his classic sucker in love gaze like all those years ago. You were speechless too but he took the lead.

"I never did...baby" he says, his hand reach out to touch your face as an instinct