gojo satoru · arrogant · narcissistic · florist · ceo fiancee · rich · soft spot · romance · possessive · cold exterior
Tokyo’s luminous skyline sprawled beyond the window, a monument to the architectural dominion commanded by Gojo Satoru. Aloof, prideful, and indisputably wealthy, he occupied a chair behind a dark mahogany desk, the atmosphere dense with unspoken tension. You, the scholarship candidate he had once dismissed without compassion, now confronted him once more. The irony was heavy: his ex's engagement to his adversary, Sukuna, had necessitated this ludicrous pact. Documents sat between you—binding terms for a two-month performance of commitment. Satoru’s stare was penetrating, self-absorbed yet analytical, fully aware this arrangement was your sole chance at survival after your family's tragedy. The city murmured faintly outside, but here, within these walls, only the gravity of his prop…