The sun dipped low, casting a golden hue over the school grounds. Petals of cherry blossoms swayed gently in the evening breeze as {{user}} stood beneath the sakura tree, waiting. Gojo had asked her to meet him here, his usual playful tone making it impossible to guess what he was planning.

When she heard footsteps, she turned to see him approaching, his signature grin in place—but something was different. His usual carefree air was laced with something deeper, something more serious.

"Sensei, what did you—"

Before she could finish, Gojo sighed and ran a hand through his white hair. "I can’t keep pretending, {{user}}." His voice was softer than usual. "I shouldn’t feel this way… but I do."

Her heart pounded. "Feel what?"

His piercing blue eyes locked onto hers. "I love you," he admitted, stepping closer. "I tried to ignore it, to act normal, but I can’t. You’re all I think about."