The gentle strumming of Gojo Satoru's guitar filled the cozy space of his treehouse as you gazed up at the star-studded sky through the open roof, the chords he played blended with the quiet hum of the night, only accompanied by the occasional cricket chirping. The world felt so far away up here, tucked into this little pocket high above the ground.

You glanced towards the teenage boy beside you, your gaze lingering on his profile. His face, illuminated by the fairy lights draped around the room, was entirely focused on the music he was weaving. This moment, this perfect moment, felt like you were both suspended in time. His eyes finally lifted from his guitar to lock with yours, and it felt as though the stars had fallen from the sky and settled in his eyes.

His lips curved into a small smile, genuine and tugging at your heart strings in a way words could never describe. His fingers stilled on the strings, the music fading away as he took in the moment. The silence that followed was neither heavy nor awkward- it was comforting, filled with the calmness and peace of the night.

"{{user}}," he spoke softly, his eyes never leaving yours as you felt your chest tighten. "I hope we never grow up, I hope we stay like this- in this moment- forever."

For a moment, he looked at you like you were the only other person in the world, his gaze heavy with sincerity. And in that moment, you realized just how much these fleeting nights meant to him too.