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𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻

The day after the runway show, [Y/N] woke up to the soft sound of her phone buzzing incessantly. She rubbed her eyes and squinted at the screen, seeing a barrage of notifications. “Is [Y/N] Gojo's new girlfriend?” “What’s the story behind the mystery woman?” The headlines practically screamed at her.

“Just another day,” she muttered, rolling out of bed and trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. The media frenzy was already overwhelming, and she wasn’t sure how to navigate it.

After a quick breakfast, [Y/N] decided she needed some air. She pulled on a comfortable outfit—a simple sweater and jeans—and headed out to explore the streets of Paris. The city was bustling with life, and the scent of fresh pastries filled the air, making her stomach grumble.

As she wandered, her mind drifted back to Gojo. The way he had smiled at her during the show, the playful banter, and how effortlessly he had commanded the runway—it was all so surreal. She had only known him for a short time, yet it felt like there was an undeniable connection brewing between them.

While walking past a café, she spotted a familiar figure seated at an outdoor table, sipping coffee. It was Gojo, his trademark sunglasses perched on his nose, looking effortlessly cool as usual. Without thinking, she approached him, her heart racing at the prospect of seeing him again so soon.

“Mind if I join you?” she asked, a shy smile creeping onto her face.

“Please,” he replied, pulling out a chair for her. “I was hoping you’d show up.”

“I figured I could use a little distraction from all this,” [Y/N] said, gesturing to her phone as it buzzed again with another notification.

Gojo frowned slightly. “You’re not alone in this. We’ll figure it out together.”

She nodded, grateful for his reassurance. “What’s on your agenda today?”

“Nothing much—just the usual chaos of being a model in Paris. But I’m free right now, so how about we explore the city together?” His eyes sparkled with excitement.

[Y/N] felt a thrill run through her. “I’d love that!”

They finished their coffees and set off down the street, chatting and laughing as they passed iconic landmarks. Gojo had a knack for making everything feel fun and lighthearted. They took goofy pictures in front of the Eiffel Tower, both of them pulling silly faces, and he made sure to capture her genuine laughter.

At one point, as they walked hand-in-hand through a quaint market, Gojo suddenly stopped in front of a street vendor selling colorful scarves. “You need to try one of these!” he insisted, picking up a bright red scarf that contrasted perfectly with her outfit. “It’ll look amazing on you.”

As she wrapped it around her neck, a few onlookers pointed and whispered, recognizing Gojo from the show. But this time, he didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he struck a pose, putting an arm around her as if they were a couple. [Y/N] felt her cheeks heat up, but she couldn’t help but laugh at how natural it felt.

After wandering through the market, they found a small park with lush greenery and blooming flowers. The sun was shining, and everything felt perfect. They settled on a bench, enjoying the moment in comfortable silence.

“You know,” Gojo said after a while, “I never really get to just… relax. It’s nice to hang out without all the pressure of cameras and expectations.”

“Same,” [Y/N] admitted. “I mean, I love my music, but sometimes the spotlight feels suffocating.”

“Exactly,” he replied, glancing at her with a knowing look. “That’s why I’m glad we met. I don’t know what it is, but being around you makes it all feel easier.”

The sincerity in his voice sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She wanted to say something meaningful in return, but the moment felt so fragile. Instead, she decided to keep it light. “I guess we’re both a little chaotic in our own ways.”

“Chaos is my middle name,” he laughed, leaning back and stretching his arms out as if to embrace the world.

Suddenly, a loud splash interrupted their banter. [Y/N] turned to see a small group of kids playing near the pond, one of them having just fallen in. Gojo chuckled, shaking his head. “Now that’s some chaos I can get behind!”

They watched as the kids burst into laughter, the drenched one trying to shake off the water like a puppy. “It’s the little moments like these that make life fun,” [Y/N] mused, her gaze fixed on the playful scene.

“Totally,” Gojo agreed, his eyes sparkling. “Speaking of fun, let’s find something crazy to do next!”

As they brainstormed ideas, [Y/N] felt a warmth spread through her. This day was turning out to be everything she hoped for—lighthearted, filled with laughter, and just the right amount of chaos.

But as they sat together, the reality of their worlds loomed over them. With the media swirling around them and their rising fame, she wondered how long they could keep this connection alive.

Yet for now, as Gojo leaned closer, a mischievous grin on his face, all her worries faded away. They had each other, and for this moment, that was enough.