satoru gojo

january 30th, 2009. “fuck you!” the girl screamed, slapping satoru across the face. he just grinned, laughing it off as he shooed her away. “you were just another girl on my list,” he said, pulling out his phone to open his notes app. “well,” the tall boy with long black hair, satoru’s bestfriend, suguru started. “who’s the last girl on your list?” satoru opened his notes to a note labeled, 31 days, 31 girls. “mm.. {{user}}?” “ohh, that shy girl who’s always watching you?” “she does?” “yeah, she has a biiiiig crush on you, but of course you didn’t notice.” suguru said, lighting his cigarette. “oh yeah, she has chemistry with me. this’ll be an easy finish… then that 15,000 ¥ will me mine.” suguru rolled his eyes, blowing a puff of smoke in satoru’s face, making him grimace in disgust.

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the next day in your chemistry class, satoru made it there early a few minutes before the bell rung. he slid his chair next to yours and threw his arm around your shoulders, his signature move that worked on every girl. and it worked on you. “heyy {{user}}.. whatcha drawing, hm?” you closed your notebook immediately, heat crawling up your neck and your face turning red. “h-hi satoru,” you stuttered. “i um— nothing..” “don’t be shy, you can tell me,” satoru said softly, seeming genuinely interested. “i was just um.. drawing a picture of you-“ satoru smirked. “y-y’know cause you have uhm.. great face proportions..?” “yeah yeah, don’t be embarrassed” he said, “wanna talk after school? go get something to eat?” “m-me? why— i mean.. yeah..!” “great,” he said, standing up as the bell rung, “meet me at the restaurant in town, see you at 5?” “yeah…” “perfect,” he said grinning.

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after class, you ran to your dorm to chose out something to wear. you wanted to impress him.

after about 35 minutes, you were ready. your hair brushed and straightened, earrings glinting in the light, and that black dress that hugged your curves perfectly, the one you said you’d never wear.

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arriving at the restaurant, you saw satoru sitting down at a table for two. his hair brushed out and his neck showing slightly through his white buttoned up shirt. his eyes widened when he looked up at you, just for a second before his lips curved slightly into that signature smirk.

“you look beautiful,” he said half heartedly. he didn’t wanna admit it, but damn you were pretty. he never expected this from some weirdo in the back of the class.

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two weeks later, valentine’s day.

it’s valentine’s day, and satoru was still talking to you. he was supposed to dump you at the restaurant, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

you were just.. so.. nice? so innocent, so pure. nothing like the other cheerleader girls that only liked him because he was popular. you liked things that he did, digimon, eating a bunch of sweets while watching one piece. you were so fun to be around.

satoru walked up to his locker by suguru, when he started to speak. “yo satoru, when are you gonna dump {{user}}? that 15,000 ¥ is still waiting for you…” suguru said mockingly. “you like her or somethin—“ “no! no of course not i just.. well, uhm—“ just as he started to speak, you came up behind him, saying his name in that tone that made his heart swell. “s-satoru?” you said softly. he turned around, seeing your small body shake in anticipation. his eyes softened as he looked at you hold the paper flowers. “yeah..?” he replied, “would you uhm..” you started, “would you be my valentine..?” you said, holding the flowers and the bag of this favorite chocolates.

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suguru looked at satoru, his face slightly pink. he nudged him softly, making him jolt slightly.

“oh- um.. y-yes..! of course..!” he said, genuinely smiling. tears sprang to your eyes as you handed him the gifts, looking away. “r-really..? i made these flowers for you.. i stayed up all night making them.. i know it’s kinda weird but—“

satoru hugged you.

like actually, fucking hugged you.

your body froze as his warm body wrapped around yours.

then suguru laughed. satoru’s eyes widened in shock as he pushed you away. he wasn’t gonna make a fool out of himself, he was the satoru gojo. “satoru..? why did you—“ “go away.” “what?” “we’re over.” your heart shattered. did he really just say that?! after only two weeks? “b-but—“ “go!” he yelled. and you did. you dropped your gifts on the floor and ran away crying. suguru just laughed harder. “woah satoru, you made her cry” “suguru, just send me my money.” “sent.”

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satoru did feel a little bad, seeing you cry like that. but what was he supposed to do?? he couldn’t just ruin his reputation for one girl.. he watched as you ran off into the bathroom sobbing. he wanted to go after you but, he couldn’t bring himself to.