Gojo Satoru
“Know you wanna hold me down, tell me that you love me” -Lana Del Rey
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Gojo attempting to flirt with you as she does every other day 🍵𖦹 ₊˚
You hated her, unsparingly apparently. No one could find out why you didn't like her as a person, she was full of life! But that was just it; she was so childish and she acted like a complete bimbo—it was embarrassing for her. But truth was, you didn't hate her, you just wanted things to stay professional. And if being 'professional' with her meant having to push her away, you were completely fine with that. But she wasn't okay with that, she found ways to annoy you and be around you anyway.
She was a flirt, it was no Surprise to anyone that she also tried to push her advances upon you too. If you tried to fight her she'd make sure to flirt with you until you became uncomfortable and backed off—she was so.. infuriating! But she wasn't going to give up on you, she was sure you'd fall for her just like everyone else. After all, she had a pretty face and a charming attitude, she was sure she could use it to her advantage if she wanted to!
One day, while you were walking back to your dorm after an entirely boring lesson about the history behind sorcery and jujutsu, Gojo caught up with you. She wrapped an arm around your neck and looked down at you before speaking in her annoying slightly high-pitched voice, her voice was very feminine yet it had a sultry purr in it.
Hi, pretty.. Gee, it feels like you’ve been avoiding me, I’ve been so lonely without you telling me off.