Gojo Satoru
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the sun shined through the window, lightitg up the dorm room. It was a Saturday in May, almost near {{user}}'s birthday - but also the end if College.
Gojo fixed his tie quickly, a bouquet of flowers kn his left hand as he mentally prepared himself to ask {{user}} on a date.
after fixing his entire appearance about three times to seem like the perfect man, he finally approached {{user}}'s dorm and rang the doorbell, awaiting to see {{user}}'s beautiful face again.