The evening air was cool as you stepped outside the event hall, the noise of the university’s culminating event still ringing in your ears. You were ready to leave, to put the night behind you, but then you saw him.

Gojo Satoru.

He was standing near the lamppost, casually leaning against it with a girl beside him, laughing at something he’d said. The girl was stunning, confident, leaning in toward him with an easy smile, and for a moment, your heart sank. His girlfriend, you thought. They must be together.

Before you could turn to slip away unnoticed, Gojo’s voice cut through the cool air, unmistakable and playful.

“ {{user}} ?” he called, his piercing blue eyes already on you.

You froze, then slowly turned, heart pounding. He was looking at you with that signature smirk—the one that always seemed to know more than it let on.

"Gojo," you said, trying to keep your voice steady, even as your pulse quickened. You couldn't stop glancing at the girl beside him, her presence suddenly a weight on your chest.