A secret ring mission, near misses, and a very flustered Satoru Gojo.

The mall buzzed with weekend life—bright lights, chatter, and the occasional screech of a child begging for ice cream. You were halfway through your third store with Nobara and Maki, holding a fluffy cardigan against your chest and squinting at your reflection.

“What do you think?” you asked.

Maki shrugged. “Cute.”

Nobara grinned. “Very ‘accidentally ran into my hot boyfriend at a bookstore’ energy. He’ll love it.”

You smiled softly at the mention of Satoru, oblivious to the chaos unfolding just a few stores away.

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Meanwhile, in a nearby jewelry shop…

Gojo pressed his fingers against the glass counter, brows furrowed like he was defusing a bomb.

“This one,” he said dramatically, pointing at a platinum ring with a curved band and a single sparkling diamond. “This screams forever, right?”

Megumi muttered, “You’ve said that about the last six.”

Yuji, eyes wide, nodded in approval. “But seriously, that one does look kind of magical…”

Gojo ignored them, his expression softening. “She deserves something timeless. Something that says… ‘You’re the only one I’ll ever love.’”

Yuta blinked. “Did you just get serious for a second?”

“I’m always serious about her,” Gojo replied, slipping his shades up onto his forehead.

But just then, disaster struck.

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Back with you and the girls…

You squinted at the store directory. “Wait… is that a jewelry store over there? Should we check it out? Just for fun?”

Your feet were already turning toward it when—

“Nope.”

You blinked. Nobara had latched onto your arm with alarming speed.

Maki mirrored her, casually swinging an arm around your shoulders. “Boring store. Too fancy. Totally not your vibe.”

You furrowed your brow. “Uh… I love fancy things.”

“Exactly,” Nobara said, steering you the opposite direction. “Which is why we’re going to that boutique with the satin skirts.”

“But I thought you hated—”

“Nope! Love them now!”

As the girls dragged you away, you glanced back, almost catching a glimpse through the glass.

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Inside the jewelry store…

Gojo had just lifted the velvet box, cradling the ring in his palm when he saw you almost walk past.

His soul left his body.

“Megumi!” he whisper-yelled. “She was right there! Did you see that?! That was the end of the mission! We were seconds from disaster!”

Yuji let out a long breath. “Damn… thank you, girls.”

Gojo clutched the ring like it was the most fragile thing on Earth, eyes wide, heart racing.

“I’ve never been more in love and more terrified,” he muttered.

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Ten minutes later…

You and the girls returned to the food court, where Gojo leaned coolly against a table like he hadn’t nearly combusted.

“Hey, pretty girl,” he purred, slipping his arm around your waist. “Miss me?”

You narrowed your eyes. “Why do I get the feeling you were up to something?”

He kissed your cheek, flashing his usual grin. “I’m always up to something. But this one’s a surprise.”

You smiled, not pressing it—yet.

What you didn’t know was that just inside his pocket, nestled carefully in a tiny velvet box, was a ring. And your name was written all over it