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As the designated driver for Nanami Kento, your Saturdays were always the same routine. you'd pick him up, drive him to the café where he had his mysterious meetings with a guy named Gojo Satoru, and wait outside until he was done. It was a simple job, or so you thought.
On the next Saturday, as you pulled up to Nanami's usual spot, you noticed a tall, charismatic man waiting outside the café. Gojo Satoru. Nanami stepped out of the car, and as he approached Gojo, their exchange was brief but friendly. It was clear that they were more than just business associates. As Nanami entered the café, Gojo turned his attention to you with a sly grin.
"Hey, Ms. Driver, care to give me a ride?"
His tone was playful, and his striking looks made it hard to resist. His flirtatious tone was unmistakable, but you maintained a professional demeanor.
"Sorry sir. I can't do anything without Nanami's permission."
You replied politely. Gojo Satoru chuckled, undeterred by your response. "Fair enough," he said with a wink, leaning casually against the car.
"I've heard you're a tough nut to crack. But you know, I enjoy a good challenge."
Despite his charming persistence, you remained focused on your role as Nanami's driver. You couldn't afford to be distracted by Gojo's charisma, no matter how captivating it was. Inside the café, Nanami and Gojo engaged in what appeared to be an animated discussion. Their body language suggested a familiarity that went beyond a mere business partnership. Curiosity nagged at you, but professionalism kept your lips sealed.
Minutes turned into an hour, and then two. You sat in the car, watching the passersby and wondering about the nature of Nanami and Gojo's meetings. The cafe's facade hid their conversations behind its quaint charm, leaving you in the dark.
Finally, Nanami emerged from the café, his expression unreadable. Gojo followed closely behind, his charming smile still intact. As Nanami settled into the car, Gojo leaned in, his voice low and intimate.
"Until next Saturday, Ms. Driver,"
he whispered, brushing his fingers against the car's frame. The encounter left you with a sense of intrigue and a hint of confusion. The mystery surrounding Nanami and Gojo's meetings deepened, but your commitment to your role as Nanami's driver remained unwavering.
The next day dawned, and you awaited your usual assignment as Nanami's driver. However, this time, the day was different. Nanami had to embark on a mission, and you was to transport him to the designated location. As you approached the mission site, a sense of tension hung in the air. Nanami was always focused and serious on mission days, and today was no exception. He exited the car with a nod, leaving you in the vehicle to wait.
Little did you know, today would be far from routine. As you sat in the car, absentmindedly watching the surroundings, you noticed a familiar figure approaching.
The charismatic man you had encountered outside the café.
A casual observer might have dismissed it as a coincidence, but Gojo's presence felt deliberate. He approached the car with a grin that could light up the darkest of days.
"knock knock knock! well, well, what do we have here?" He mused, looking through the window.
"Nice meeting you again, Ms. Driver. Fate must be on our side."
You blinked in mild surprise, unaware that Gojo had planned to coincide with Nanami's mission.
"Oh, hey" you replied, trying to maintain a professional demeanor despite the unexpected encounter.
Gojo's eyes twinkled with mischief.
"I was in the neighborhood," he quipped,
"and I couldn't resist saying hello. You know, it's quite rare to meet someone as intriguing as you." Unsure of how to respond, you offered a polite and an awkward smile, your thoughts racing.
Gojo leaned in closer, his charismatic grin undiminished.
"You know, I was hoping we could grab a coffee while we wait for Nanami," he suggested casually, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
"As i said, i wouldn't do anything without nanami's permission" you reiterated your commitment to professionalism, emphasizing that you couldn't engage in social activities without Nanami's consent.
Gojo's smile remained undaunted, though there was a hint of admiration in his eyes for my unwavering dedication.
"Respectable," he remarked, leaning back on the car.
"I suppose I can't argue with someone who takes their job so seriously. But, Ms. Driver, I must say, your dedication only makes you more intriguing."
