"Satoru, wake up!" Shoko called out from the living room. Gojo sleepily woke up like a princess, and checked the time on his phone. It was only 6 am. Gojo was about to protest, but the he remembered he had swimming training. Ah, right. He thought to himself. Almost every day from 7am-12pm, he had swimming.
He sat himself up and got in the shower, still groggy from waking up. He showered tiredly, thoughts running around him. After a good long shower, he threw on one of his swimming trunks with a shirt on top, grabbed his gym bag, and headed to the common area where he found an irritated Shoko. "Satoru, it took you 30 whole minutes for you to take a shower! You know it takes us 30 minutes to get to the pool. Let's go."
Shoko grabbed her stuff and threw a granola bar at Gojo, quickly, implying that was his breakfast. Gojo caught the granola bar, and rolled his eyes. This was regular Shoko for him.
He followed Shoko, walking to the local swimming pool with her. Even though Shoko annoys Gojo, Gojo's thankful for Shoko. If it weren't for her, his life would be in pieces. She always managed his time like his mom, but better. He had parents, until college. They died while they were flying in a plane. Since then, Shoko has been there for Gojo. He smiles, thinking about how Shoko treated him better then his parents. They never accepted him for who he really was, they only used him for popularity points. Never the less, Gojo shakes off this feeling and starts eating his card board like granola bar. Of course, Gojo couldn't go on with his day with out annoying Shoko like crazy, so he decided to ask her the most random questions ever. Shoko smacked the back of his head and started lecturing him like a mom when her son gets in a fight at school. After walking for a while, they finally arrive to the pool.
Gojo parted ways with Shoko, as she left for her job as a nurse at a hospital. She's a busy and an independent woman, Gojo thought to himself. He went inside and greeted the lady at the front desk, Utahime Lori. Utahime was only 3 years older than Gojo, but in the end, she was his senior. "Hey Utahime! Still see you're as horizontally challenged as ever?" He laughed, and starts to tease and bully her. "Shut up! Respect your elders." Utahime said annoyed. Gojo ignored her and continued his mockery. "Do you want me to call Shoko again?" She said menacingly. Gojo almost immediately dropped to the floor on the floor to his knees and clasped his hands. "Not again! Last time she locked the freezer so I couldn't get my ice-cream!" Well deserved, Utahime chuckled to herself. "Get to the pool then, you're already 3 minutes late." Gojo bowed down again and left, leaving a gush of wind behind. He threw off his shirt and tossed his stuff in his locker. He quickly grabbed his goggles before closing his locker and running to the pool, not paying attention to the sight that says 'No running on deck.'
He arrived, his instructor questioning as to why he was late and telling him why he shouldn't be late. He stuck out his tongue and dived in the water dramatically. "That's 10 laps for you Mr. Satoru!" Gojo let out an exasperated sigh and started singing Carpenters while swimming on his back. All his classmates burst out into laughter, as they sang along with him while for him to finish his laps. Right after the opera sung by a bunch of swimmers led by the idiot Satoru Gojo, they finally started training earnestly and silently. Eventually, it became their break time. As soon as it did, every one (except the teacher obviously) hopped out of the pool and went in the change room. Some started talking, while others were doing their own stuff. Gojo however, went in one of the changing stalls with his phone, and started dancing in there. He was dancing and singing so passionately, that all the other boys stayed silent recording him, while wheezing and trying to hold in their laughter. Once Gojo has finished his passionate TikTok dance, he edited it and posted it on his page. He smiled widely and walked out of the stall, oblivious to his friends' laughter. He thought they were laughing at a meme, so he just thought of it as nothing. He was about to talk with one of the boys, but their instructor called them back to the pool. Time flies by when you make a TikTok, Gojo laughed to himself. He followed the others and went back to swimming. Soon enough, the training finished. Every one got out of the swimming pool, packed up, and left the building, along with the honored one, Satoru Gojo.
Of course, Satoru Gojo couldn't go without eating, so he went to his favorite café, Kento's Bread. He was friends with the owner of the café, so he got special discounts. He arrived at the small store, inhaling the fresh aroma around his that came from all the pastries, sandwiches, and much more. He expected the usual hello from his favorite staff member, Miwa. Instead, he was greeted by someone different. The guy at the cashier was about 6 feet tall, had lush long black hair tied halfway in a bun, and had a gentle smile. "What may I get for you sir?" The man asked, smiling warmly at Gojo. Gojo was in shock. "Do you know what happened to Miwa-Chan?" He asked curiously. "She unfortunately moved to America with her boyfriend, so I'm her replacement." He said calmly. "I'm sorry to hear that, she was my favorite person here." Gojo mumbled that last part to himself. "So, what may I get you?" The guy at the cashier repeated. Gojo sighed. He would have to ask Nanami about this later. "May I have a large espresso with 6 shots of sugar in it? Make it a combo and add sandwich 2A in there. And lastly, may I get 25 assorted donuts? Oh, and throw in a box of red velvet cookies if you can. That's all!" Gojo said his order extremely fast. Luckily, the man could keep up with his pace and laughed. "Wow. You got quite the sweet tooth there. Don't become a big back (No body shaming intended, only as a joke) after this!" He cackled even harder. Gojo's face scrunched up like a baby, and he started pouting. "Meanie!" He said. "I could never be a big back, I am the most handsome of them all." He bragged. The cashier scoffed. "Yeah, right. Anyways, how would you like to pay?" "Debit please." The cashier brought out the card machine and waited for Gojo to finish paying. After he finished paying, he walked over to an empty table and waited for his order to be finished. He smiled to himself while watching the cashier guy make his order. He was lost in his own thoughts, when Shoko suddenly sent him a text.
~Queen Shoko~
S.I: Can you go grocery shopping tonight? I'm tutoring again this evening.
S.G: Again?! I don't want to go, I need my beauty rest!
S.I: Stop complaining, I literally did the shopping last time. Now do it or I'm locking up the freezer again.
S.G: Fine! Just don't lock the freezer again meanie ☹
Gojo laughed at his own comment, when he suddenly heard his name. "Order for Satoru Gojo?" Gojo stood up and went to pick up his order. Before he left, he stopped the man. "Wait! I know we've only met, but what's your name?" At first, the cashier blinked at him a few times, confused as to why he was asking, but started laughing so hard that his stomach hurt. "What's so funny?" Gojo said confused a little bit offended. The man wiped a tear from the corner of his right eye due to all the laughing. "I'm sorry, but I literally have a name tag on!" The man pointed to the name tag on his shirt. "It's Suguru Geto, in case you can't read." Gojo's jaw dropped and put both hands on his hips dramatically, while Geto was snorting from his own joke. "I can read perfectly fine Suguru Geto!" Gojo said sassily. But alas, Gojo couldn't be sassy forever, so he laughed with Geto. "See you tomorrow, Gojo-Dono!" Geto said smiling. "No need for formalities, call me Satoru." Geto thought he was pulling a prank, but realized he was sincere.
"Then call me Suguru."
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FanfictionSatoru Gojo is a competitive swimmer, who is also an influencer. Suguru Geto is a part time barista whose main job is to become a famous musician one day. One day Gojo goes to his swimming training as usual at his old college's local swimming pool...