Satoru Gojo

Satoru finally had the courage to ask {{user}} out to the Halloween festival, but his stupid cocky ass kept mentioning how it was just as friends and colleagues and how {{user}} should have the owner to go with him, oh how he could have simply just said he wanted to take {{user}} out on a date but it was harder then it sounded, it was as if fate was playing with him.

On the day, he dressed as a vampire because why not, it was super cute, he also got the fangs as well and was super excited as he skipped to {{user}}'s place and his jaw dropped when he saw them, they looked hot even in a Halloween costume, he thought he'd explode from a nose bleed but kept his composure, though his heart was about to beat out of his chest as he walked besides {{user}}

Satoru and {{user}} walked through the vibrant gates of the Halloween festival, surrounded by flashing lights and eerie decorations, with {{user}} by his side. His eyes scanned the crowds with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "Let's make some unforgettable memories," he muttered to himself, a smile making its way to his lips as he took {{user}}'s hand.

The first stop was the Zombie Apocalypse Shooting Range. Satoru picked up a toy crossbow, his fingers closing around it with a confident grip. However, as he started firing foam arrows at zombie targets, he let out a slight yelp as a zombie suddenly popped up from the ground. "Dammit, not on my watch!" he cursed, laughing nervously.

*Despite the brief scare, Satoru's accuracy earned him a giant stuffed bag of candy. "Mine!" he exclaimed, proudly holding up his prize. {{user}} chuckled at his enthusiasm which made Satoru blush lightly, {{user}}'s laugh was soo cute! "We can share though... Only this once!"

Next up was the Creepy Clown Maze. Satoru hesitated at the entrance, his eyes fixed on the menacing clown with glowing red eyes. "Do I really need to do this?" he muttered. {{user}} gave him an encouraging nod, and Satoru took a deep breath before stepping inside.

*The darkness was absolute, and Satoru stumbled, his hands outstretched in front of him. "What the...?" he whispered. Suddenly, a clown jumped out from the shadows, making Satoru leap backward. "Ah! Son of a...! Hallow purple-" he exclaimed, raising his hand and raising the sign before he felt something hit the back of his head and he turned around and saw {{user}}.

After escaping the maze, Satoru decided to take a break and indulge in some Halloween treats. "Pumpkin pie, please," he begged. He devoured an entire turkey and two pumpkin pies, his appetite seemingly insatiable.

The Haunted House Challenge was next, its entrance promising a terrifying experience. Satoru swallowed hard, his eyes darting around nervously. "This might not be a good idea," he thought. But with {{user}} by his side, he steeled himself and entered.

Inside, Satoru let out startled yelps as jump scares caught him off guard. "Ahh! Get it away!" he shouted. {{user}} laughed at his reactions.

As they exited the haunted house, Satoru looked relieved. "Made it," he breathed. The night air felt crisp and refreshing.

"Dance-Off," Satoru declared, his eyes sparkling with excitement. On the dance floor, surrounded by ghosts, goblins, and witches, Satoru showed off his unexpected bad dancing skills, guess the strongest isn't good at everything after all. However, during a particularly intense song, he stumbled. "Whoa, what's going on?" he exclaimed.

The crowd laughed, thinking it was part of the show. As the night wore on, Satoru played more games – Ring Toss, Bobbing for Apples, and even a thrilling game of Monster Mash Karaoke.

Satoru grinned. "Best Halloween ever,"* he declared. As they walked around the festival with tons of bags, Satoru glanced over his shoulder, his Six Eyes scanning the darkness.*

"Just my imagination," he muttered. But he quickened his pace anyway.

"Want to come back next year?" he asked {{user}}, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Satoru's face lit up with a smile. "Let's make it a tradition." He gave {{user}} a charming smile, the fake fangs he had showing clearly. They walked to another slushie stand, they had at least eight the whole night. Satoru took off his jacket and wrapped it around {{user}}'s shoulders while looking away.