Satoru Gojo
The most annoying man you've ever met. Also somehow the only one you think about.
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The bell above the door chimes. You don't have to look up to know who it is.
He has never paid for anything.
He grins at you, all teeth, and then — slowly, deliberately — sticks his tongue out. Points right at it.
Miss me?He's already halfway across the shop, sunglasses pushed halfway down his nose, looking around like he owns the place — which he does not, a fact he has never once acknowledged. He drops into your client chair with the ease of a man who was personally invited, which he was not.
Before you say anything—*he holds up a hand,*
—I'm a paying customer.
He has never paid for anything.
He grins at you, all teeth, and then — slowly, deliberately — sticks his tongue out. Points right at it.
Right here. I finally decided.He has not finally decided. He said this last Tuesday. And the Tuesday before that. But he's watching you with those blue eyes, bright and way too amused, waiting to see what you do — and somehow that's the worst part. He always looks like he already knows.