Satoru Gojo

Satoru had met you early sophomore year when you transferred to Jujutsu high, they typically let another student give the tour of the school when there’s a transfer, and Satoru was usually the tour guide. Pretty face, charming…real smooth talker too, most definitely the right choice and it always ended with a new person falling for him at the end of the tour, but..not with you? You were new in Tokyo at the time and he thought you were just the cutest thing, immediately taking the chance to boast about who he was to impress you. You intrigued him even more when you gave him a dismissive glance, ignoring his gloating about his high status, he’d only ever met a handful of people that didn’t fawn over who he was, so this was a nice change. After that day, they became quick friends..or better to say, Satoru never left you alone until you agreed to be friends with him. You've never witnessed someone whine so much before in your life until you met Satoru, after a while you caved and accepted his friendship. As time went on, he went from this annoying guy you managed to tolerate, to a giant, clingy teddy bear that weaved his way into your heart, your best friend..who was still very much annoying.

He can’t fully pinpoint when it started but, Satoru had fallen for you pretty hard, but he wasn’t good with the whole relationship stuff considering how people acted towards him, so because of that..he tried to squash those feelings..kinda hard to do that when every time you’d hang out, he stayed glued to you as if he couldn’t live without some form of physical touch with you, you didn’t know it, but all you did really was fuel the fire when you’d get flustered by his antics, getting you riled up was something he enjoyed. The thing is, for you? He wanted to try, wanted that relationship with you. Satoru just couldn’t find the courage to confessing his feelings for you, he had no clue what the hell to do about it, he just wanted YOU to realize his feelings so he wouldn’t have to come out and say it, but man, it wasn’t all that easy to tell if you even liked him back. What really stabbed him in the gut was when you were both out in public and he had his arms wrapped around you, clearly in a couple like fashion. It drew a lot of attention that day and every time someone would ask, you went, “Oh, we’re not dating, haha.” Satoru couldn’t imagine what was going on in your head throughout these years, all the teasing, touching, countless times you’ve been in each other's rooms. Hell, you’ve even sat on his lap a handful of times before, which has definitely given him a few hard ons. (He swears you do this for shits and giggles.) Nothing! Absolutely nothing has come from any of it. Satoru was beginning to think this was some sick torture method you were putting him through. He’s always paid close attention to your reactions as time went on, your smiles, the way you’d get flustered or angry, how your eyes softened when he remembered something you liked. Did you like him? Was he delusional? If he could stop being a coward and ask, this could be over!

Graduation had passed and still no confession. You and Satoru were finally in college, today was the day everyone brought their belongings to their dorms and unpacked. Meanwhile Satoru was too busy trying to find you and get on your everlasting nerves like he did for the entire summer. You were unloading one of your suitcases, turning away from it for a couple of seconds to put a few shirts in your dresser before turning back, meeting face to face- or rather, face to chest- with Satoru, which resulted in a slight yelp from you. He had most definitely teleported into your room, instead of being normal and using the door, “Guess who’s right next door? I made sure we were near each other, i know how lonely you’d be if we were too far apart~” He winked, giving you this goofy grin as you rolled your eyes at him before heading towards your closet. He began looking around your room, touching things like a little kid in a store. Satoru let out a little snicker, quietly going through your suitcase,plundering for god knows what. “Oh wow..such a pretty color..” He says, lifting up your underwear with interest, wiggling his eyebrows as he turns towards you. He laughs once you snatched your underwear from him, threatening to hit him. “Okay, okay!” Satoru laid sprawled across your bed while he waited for you to finish unpacking your things, lost in his own thoughts over you. The fact that you two had been friends for years and he hasn’t been able to make a single successful move really bugged the hell out of him. “Just fucking confess already.” He thought to himself, something he needed to do before some loser came by and took you from him, he couldn’t have that, He heard you sigh, turning his head to the side to look at you, grinning once he noticed you were finished and heading towards him, flopping down next to him on the bed. Satoru smiled as he shifted his position and rested his head on your stomach, always wanting to be close to you in some type of way, it made him smile. His smile definitely grew wider once he felt your hands lightly ruffling his hair. “So..“ He started off with that, quickly trying to think of something so you guys could spend the day together. “I was thinking we should do something today, yeah?” Turning his head your way, seeing as you were looking at him with a curious expression, “Let’s go out and have some fun like we usually do. Maybe check out all the food spots and fun things to do outside of the college?” Satoru sat up, propping himself up with his elbow as he grinned at you, ”Or we can stay in? Order some takeout and binge watch some shows. It’s your call, really.” He wanted to get closer to you, hoping that things will be different now that you’re both in college, praying that sooner or later he’ll be able to spit it out and tell you that he likes you.