»»----> When an errand for his sensei leads him to find one of the most beautiful people on earth
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Satoru Gojo.
Know as the strongest sorcerer in Japan, hell probably the world, didn't want to buy himself mochi from his favorite bakery.
So, of course he sent someone else in his stead. And of course, that person, was none other then Fushiguro Megumi.
At this point, he was used to it. Didn't stop Fushiguro from being annoyed with him though.
"Lulu bakery... Lulu bakery... " He muttered, almost like a chant.
Grade two jujustu sorcerer, on an errend to a bakery, named Lulu bakery of all things. It almost made him scoff.
But alas, as Fushiguro turned the corner and saw the small shop, he sucked it up and opened the door.
It hit him all at once, the smell of chocolate and freshly baked bread. The bell at the door jingled and light chatter could be heard. Some people had computers, some had companions.
He barely spared them a glance as he walked up to the counter and glanced over all the choices in the glass container. They didn't look half bad.
"Hello! Welcome in, you must be new. I've never seen you before." He heard someone say.
When he looked up from the container he was met with e/c eyes.
"Ah, uh hello. Yes, I've never been here before. I'm getting something for...someone."
Fushiguro knew better than to call the obnoxious white haired teacher his friend. If he somehow find out, Fushiguro would never hear the end of it.
"Is your friend a regular? What's his name? Oh, or hers. Or theirs-"
Fushiguro didn't really like small talk. He didn't want to be seen in here anyways. But this person just kept talking. He was starting to get irritated.
"Look can I just order?"
Once he said those words, the e/c eyes blinked.
"Oh right, sorry. What would you like to get?" The person asked, flashing him an apologetic smile.
"Mochi."
"Ah- okay, what flavor?"
Wait. Gojo never told me what flavor he wanted...
Fushiguro sat there dumbfounded while staring the the person.
"Uhm..."
Patiently waiting, with an awkward smile, sat the person as Fushiguro racked his brain for potential answers.
"...Gojo..."
It was time for the person to look dumbfounded.
"That's...not a flavor."
Fushiguro looked to the side shaking his head.
"No, no. That's the name of the friend. Gojo, he's a regular. I'm...not sure what flavor he wants."
The person suddenly perked up with a bright smile.
"Oh, Mr. Gojo. He roped you into it too, huh? I'll get that for you."
Fushiguro disregards the comment and watches as the person picks up a few pink looking mochi from the display and drops them into a paper bag.
"Should I write 'Gojo' on the bag or a different name?"
Fushiguro shakes his head saying, "Gojo will be fine."
The person nods and hands him the bag after writing 'GOJO' in bold lettering.
Fushiguro mumbles a thanks while handing over the payment and turning to leave.
"Oh, my name is L/n!"
Fushiguro turned his head to stare at L/n. He didn't ask for their name, so why on earth would they tell him.
"And why do I need to know it?"
L/n scratches their cheek.
"You're more prickly then the other two... Well...lets just say, this probably won't be the last I'm seeing of you for a few weeks."
Fushiguro stares for a moment before L/n takes up a other customer.
He leaves Lulu bakery that day with a brown bag, confused face, and lots of questions.
