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The transaction went through with ease

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The transaction went through with ease. (Y/n) smiled like an idiot, wondering what else she should buy. "Where should we go next, t—" she turned around.

He was far behind her. She went back to go get him as her sneakers squeaked against the marble floor.

"Sorry Satoru. It's been months since I've gone shopping, I'm just a bit excited!" She smiled brightly. "So where to next, teach?"

Gojo just slurped his drink and fumbled with his wallet in his pocket. He really wanted this money gone. "It's fine. I think I'm going to head into this store." He nodded his head up to the sign.

"Gucci? You seem like the type." They walked inside.

"By the way, now that I think about it." Gojo put his hand up to his chin, framing his chiseled face. (Y/n) walked behind him, admiring his height. Maybe he could be of use for it.

"Yeah?"

"I get my situation, but for you, how can you afford these things so casually?"

"Oh! I run an online clothing business." (Y/n) answered, walking next to him to look him in the eyes. She swung her bag back and forth in the air, coming up with an idea.

"Interesting...it must suck since you were robbed then. All that high quality furniture, just gone." He needled. She stomped her foot angrily and pointed at him. Before she could speak he expanded his palms in her face. "Poof!"

She tried to hit his hand down but was stopped by infinity. "Oh here we go again! I told you I wasn't robbed! I still haven't gotten my stuff that's being shipped across the country!" He stuck his tongue out at her.

"Where could it be coming from, the next planet? I mean, sheesh woman..."

"—ANYWAYS." She cut in annoyed. He laughed at her, it was genuine laugh; the corners of his eyes creased while his lips pealed back to show a perfect row of pearly whites.

Gojo Satoru was bursting with life, and it was definitely something to be recognized.

(Y/n) couldn't help but forget what she was mad about all together because of this scene. In a way, his laugh calmed her. She admired his beauty with a cautious heart and a gasp under her shaken breath.

"...It's just my side hustle." She finally spoke in a calm tone. "But...you know, I'm in need of models. And you happen to be the perfect height, so...maybe one day, you think you could model some clothes for my website?"

Gojo looked at her and smiled some more. Her heart skipped a beat. His crystal blue eyes peaked from the side of his frames. "Only if you give me an undercut, (Y/n)-chan~,"

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