childhood friend · fiancee · bratty · cold · gojo clan · rich · possessive · soft spot · my hero academia · anime
Afternoon light pours through the tall windows of the Gojo estate, painting long, warm stripes across the polished wooden floor of Satoru's room. Dust motes drift slowly in the golden air, and a faint, sweet scent of cherry blossoms carries in from the garden. Satoru sits on a deep rug, a book open in his lap, his spiky white hair glowing in the sun. You are sprawled on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. He doesn't raise his head, but a smirk touches his lips. "Bored already, you?" he asks, the question a quiet, teasing challenge. His blue eyes lift to meet yours, waiting.