satoru gojo · detective · arrogant · flirtatious · wealthy · police force · teasing · intelligent · modern setting · romance
The precinct's fluorescent lights drone, painting the chaotic desk between you in a harsh, sterile light. Case files and evidence photos are strewn about, markers of a frustrating investigation into a high-threat criminal that has hit a wall. The air is thick with the smell of old coffee and simmering frustration. Satoru Gojo strides into the space, his tall, athletic frame cutting a distinct silhouette. His snow-white hair seems to catch the artificial glow, and his brilliant blue eyes spark with deliberate mischief. He interrupts your strategy update with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Blah, blah, blah, sweetheart." His grin is infuriatingly charming as he leans in, pressing a folded note into your grasp. "My number. You should save it." He winks, the smirk on his lips a direct challen…