"Love is the most twisted curse of them all." - Gojo Satoru
As the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, Gojo Satoru is always busy and doesn't have time to think about topics such as love, but will his encounter with (Y/n), a florist passionate about the lov...
Carnations: One of the oldest cultivated ornamental crops that has existed for over 2,000 years. Adored for its fragrance, ruffle-like blooms, and long blooming period.
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Author's Note: This story will contain manga spoilers, so read at your own risk!
*(Y/n) stands for your name*
(Y/n)'s POV
Taking over my grandmother's flower shop wasn't what I planned to do after finishing college, but when she suddenly passed a few months ago, she stated in her will that she wanted me to take over it.
Flowers are so fascinating. Not only are they beautiful to look at, but they have a special form of communication. When I was in college, someone did a research project discussing the different languages of flowers. Of course, no one really cared because everyone just wanted to hurry up and finish class for the day, but I found the topic interesting and decided to visit my grandmother's flower shop afterwards.
"The type and color of a flower can totally change it's meaning. For example, a yellow carnation represents rejection and disappointment, while a dark red carnation conveys deep love and affection. Make sure you think when you give or receive flowers, especially when it's with someone you love or think you might love."
That was one of the last things that my grandmother said to me before she left this world.
Her flower shop wasn't really well known or in the best location, so business was always slow. Since she passed, the shop has gotten even less business, and I'm even thinking of shutting it down. My parents don't live close by, and all of my other family members think I should let the shop die with her.
Today began another quiet day like usual. I sat at the front desk looking through the transparent storefront window watching as an occasional person strolled by. After awhile, I buried my head in a book to make the day go faster, until I eventually heard the door swing open.
"Welcome! How may I help you?" I excitedly jumped to my feet and asked.
The customer that came in was very tall man with a blindfold and luminous silver hair. Why is he wearing a blindfold? He is blind?
"Wowww, this place is small!" He exclaimed. "Do you have a bathroom?"
Did he really have to say small? And here I was excited that I got a customer and he just needs to go relieve himself.
"Yeah, it's the second door on the right." I sighed.
"Thank you!"
When he comes out, I have to get him to buy some flowers! Someone as tall as him must have at least one person that he loves!
After a few minutes, he came from the bathroom and headed towards the exit.
"Wait! Before you leave, would you like to buy a flower? I'm sure a woman you like or a family member would love to receive one."
"Sorry, but I forgot my wallet." He turned around and smiled.
Such a gentle and pure smile! I didn't realize I was staring at his lips until they started moving when he spoke again.
"I'll come back tomorrow." He said before exiting through the front door.
"Tomorrow, huh? Don't lie to me."
I return to slouching in my chair behind the front desk while staring up at the ceiling. At this rate, I'll be out of money in a few weeks.
"Grandma, I'm sorry, but I don't think I can afford to keep the shop open anymore." I sighed. "She would understand if I shut down the shop, right? I mean she wouldn't want to see her granddaughter suffer."
At that moment, the world and I started crying. Raindrops fell from the puffy cumulonimbus clouds, while tears drenched my cheeks. I decided to sleep at the flower shop and eat a spare cup of ramen noodles that I kept in case of hunger emergencies, rather than go home because the rain got heavier.
The Next Day
When I awoke after sleeping uncomfortably in the chair behind my desk, I made up my mind.
"Tonight, I'm permanently shutting down this shop."
Little did I know that permanently actually meant permanently...
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Gojo's POV
"A woman I like...Hmm, I like teasing Utahime." I thought. "Nanami is also a fun person to tease..."
Today happened to be one of my rare days off, so I decided to walk around Tokyo and treat myself to sweets.
"I'll give flowers to Megumi, because he has the funniest reactions!" I came to a conclusion and whipped out my cell phone to call him.
"What is it sensei?" Megumi sounded slightly irritated.
"Meeeegumi! What kind of flowers would you buy for a girl?"
"What? Why are you asking me?"
"Don't tell me, Megumi you never gave flowers to a girl before~" I smirked.
"Well, you clearly haven't because you wouldn't be asking me!" He yelled.
"That's because I'm the strongest, and I'm always oh so busy!" I laughed.
"Tch! I'm hanging up."
Megumi is so funny when he gets angry! I guess he's still in his angsty teenage phase.
"Wait! What kind of flowers would you buy for Tsumiki?" I asked.
There was a pause before he answered.
"Lotuses. She—"
"I see! Thank you so much, byeee!" I quickly cut him off and hung up the phone and skipped to the flower shop I visited yesterday.
However, when I approached the flower shop, I sensed the presence of curses.
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To be continued...
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