𝐶𝐸𝑅𝑈𝐿𝐸𝐴𝑁. jujutsu kaisen [✔]

𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒚

FIXATED. You look at him with unblinking pools, refusing to believe what you are seeing before you. The two of you continue in your staring contest until he breaks the silence with his deep laughter. He folds his two arms together, leaning his weight on the oak tree.

“Do I look that handsome, [Name]-chan?” He begins to put his forefinger and thumb on his chin, striking a pose. However, you did not budge as he tries to lighten the mood. You just stared at him—stunned in disbelief. “Oh well, I'll take that as a 'yes'. You can't even take your eyes off of me.”

His pale blue eyes are twinkling with amusement. You take a step back, almost slipping from a protruding root.

“Careful.” He grabs your arm right away to steady you. He is very tall. You can only stand just to his shoulders. “Watch your step, I don't want you stumbling because of—”

“S-Satoru—?”

You mutter his name, interrupting him. A happy grin then ambles through his lips. “You still remember me after all these years—I'm glad.”

He lets go of you, receding back to his previous place. “I was actually afraid that you have already forgotten about me for a second there.” He proceeds to wipe an invisible sweat, sighing in relief. “But that's nothing to worry about.” He looks at you fondly.

“I know that you'll never forget this handsome face.”

Satoru's appearance speaks that of certainty, giving you a playful wink. Like the latter has known you so well. An unwanted blush then starts to materialize on your face. You immediately turn away, evading his unsuspecting gaze.

“You're quite full of yourself.”

You told him. Blunt and straightforward.

He gave you a confused look, puffing his cheeks. “Eh, I'm only stating the truth, [Name]-chan! Why so serious?”

You then situated yourself on the ground, sitting on the grass whilst tilting your back on the oak tree. A subtle curve sketching your face.

“I'm also only stating the truth.” You pointed out, using his own words against him. “That you're egotistic and think highly of yourself too much.”

His shoulders sag from your words. “Ne, [Name]-chan, why are you so mean?”

Satoru looked like a stray puppy drenched in the rain. You begin to regret what you have said. He continues to stare at you with those sad blue eyes.

“Although, I'm happy to see you again.”

You softly mutter. Hiding your face between your knees. He becomes quiet at first, although a second later, you then heard a delighted noise from him. “[Name]-chan, say that once more. Don't hide your face this time. I want to see your face—”

A chuckle escapes from your lips. “No, I've already said it. I don't want to repeat myself.”

Satoru then plops himself beside you. Planting his back to watch the sky. You take a quick glimpse of him. He appears peaceful while laying there. A contended countenance permeating from the latter. 

You gaze at the grassy fields. They are like rolling sea waves of green.

“Perfect, isn't it?” He says.

An arch imbued on your mouth, nodding at his statement.

“It is.”

He smiles at your answer. “But now it is more sublime, because you are here.” The latter tells while glancing at you. “[Name]...”