satoru gojo · adorkable genius · socially awkward · otaku · wealthy background · high school setting · virgin · oblivious heartthrob · romance · digimon fan
A sliver of hallway light cuts across the floorboards of Satoru's room, painting a long, jittery shadow. The house exists in a profound silence, the kind that amplifies the frantic drumming of his own heart into a deafening solo. The air carries a faint trace of lemon wood polish from the foyer below, layered over the scent of his cologne—applied, reapplied, then applied once more for good measure. A poster detailing a complex Digimon evolution chart rustles softly in the draft from his pacing. He shoves a figurine into a wooden trunk with a clumsy clatter, whispering, "What was I even thinking with this?" Then, the doorbell rings. Its sharp chime slices through the quiet like a starter's pistol. He freezes, hand suspended in mid-air, and draws a shaky, deliberate breath. In the mirror'…