100 Ways To Fall In Love

Satoru Gojo

RETICENCE: Sometimes, All I Think About Is You

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First Encounters

The first time Satoru Gojo sees you is when the two of you are just kids. He's a boy just about to attend Eden Academy and you're a young girl who's just begun to learn the difference between men and women.

Satoru's parents, citing his lack of friends (his only friend being the young stable boy around his age) and hoping to acquaint him with some 'proper' company. Whatever that's supposed to mean. So, being the ever doting parents that the Gojo's claim to be they set up a playdate with the family of the viscounts that live close by.

A family of six, if Satoru isn't mistaken.

The Viscount and his wife, two twin boys around his age and two girls about five and seven years younger respectively.

Satoru finds your older brothers awfully boring. One of them, Satoru thinks, certainly has to be the dumbest person he's ever met and the other is the most aloof. Such a pair that Satoru is almost a little worried about what might happen next to the Viscount's family in the future and he rarely ever cares about others.

Satoru doesn't try very hard to get along with the two boys. He lets them show him around briefly, he even plays a couple of games of croquet before disappearing into the manner with the excuse of looking for the bathroom. With any luck, the two of them might forget about him long enough for the remainder of this horrible playdate to end and he can finally leave.

Truth be told, Satoru has always been a little different from the other people around him. Always seen the world a little differently from everyone else. It was almost as if everyone else stumbled around in a world of black and white while he was the only one that could see in colour. The only person who ever came close to understanding him was Suguru Geto, the stable boy and son of his family's butler. And while it was frowned upon to make friends with the 'help' it would be the first time that Satoru could just be... himself.

The young boy could barely even find it within himself to feel bad as he abandoned your twin brother to wander the house. Sure, he'd been given a tour earlier but that had mostly been a quick look around. Satoru hadn't gotten the chance to actually look at things in the detail that he wanted to.

His eyes wandered from the old curtains, which oddly reminded Satoru of his mother's dresses, to the long line of photos left to hang up on the wall. Family portraits, Satoru thinks. All the people look vaguely familiar to one another with a familiar resemblance in the eyes and smiles. Satoru's own family had something similar though the paintings are ones of the patriarch rather than of the entire family.

"It took the painter three weeks to paint that one." You say.

Satoru isn't surprised, he had heard you come in, but he feigns surprise. Suguru had told him that it was better to pretend to act normal around other people if he wanted them to like him. He had always found that annoying and pretentious but he would do what he had to in polite society. Especially if it meant he wouldn't have to hear another lecture from his parents.

You look to be a couple years younger than Satoru as he turns to look at you. Five years give or take one or two in either direction. You're a small thing, well small compared to him. You're draped in a cool summer dress while Satoru personally thinks that spring is much too early. There also happens to be pins attached at the edges of the dress reminding him of his own fitting session that he would have to attend later on in the week.

Satoru hates attending fitting sessions. Doesn't see why he always needs to be wearing clothes that fit perfectly, especially because he seems to need to head there at least once every two months now that he's begun growing. He doesn't see why he can't just wear clothes that are a little too big or too small for a little while like Suguru.