Gojo Imagines

Spring Meeting

Spring tended to be your favourite season. It was getting warmer, outside activities were beginning to open up. You could actually put on a nice outfit without worrying about the intense cold, or the scorching heat. Using the nice weather to your advantage deciding to go on a nature walk in one of the large parks in the city. Packing you some snacks, a water bottle, and some other things you were off.

Buds were appearing on trees, flowers were getting ready to blossom, the air was cool and nice. It was perfect. You decided to sit on a bench overlooking a small river in order to enjoy one of your snacks. It was beautiful, it took your breath away every time you came here. Little things like this are what made it worth the high prices of the city. You were too busy enjoying the scenery to notice someone had walked up beside you. You were oblivious until you heard them clear their throat. Looking up you were met with a charming face, white hair and dark glasses. "Is anyone sitting there?" He pointed to the empty seat. You shook your head as you were still chewing. Quickly the man sat beside you. He was tall, lean, and had a massive smile on his face. You couldn't lie, he was extremely good-looking. "Thanks. I'm Gojo," he mentioned as he took his seat. Swallowing what you had in your mouth you introduced yourself. "That's a cute name." The blush crept on your cheeks, thanking him. Noticing he was staring at you still, you decided to make some conversation. "Nice view, huh?" You asked pointing at the lake. Without breaking eye contact Gojo agreed. "Oh, very nice scenery." The blush grew. Oh, he was charming. "If you don't mind me asking. You single?" Blunt too apparently. As you told him you were his smile only grew. "Now how's a sweet thing like you not snatched up yet." Oh, this man was something else. Explaining that you never went out too much, with work, free time was rare. "Hard worker, I like that." He slung his arm behind you. Resting it on your backrest of the bench. "If you don't mind me asking. Can I have your number? I'd be honoured if a beautiful girl like you deemed me worthy of it." His words were like honey, sticking you in his trap. Oblivious you just smiled and blushed. Giving him your number.

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