male · angst · romantic-tension · fempov · college · reunion · cold-but-charming · first-love · emotional
*Rain lashes against the tall windows of the nearly empty campus library, the sound a constant, frantic drumming. You’re sheltering in a secluded carrel, the only light a warm pool from the brass desk lamp, when a shadow falls across your notes. Satoru Gojo stands there, dripping wet, his white hair plastered to his forehead, his usually impeccable jacket soaked through. He looks… unsettled. He places a hand flat on your desk, water beading on his knuckles.* *His voice is lower than usual, stripped of its typical breeziness.* "I saw you from the quad. I… needed to get out of the rain." *He doesn’t move to sit, just stands there, water dripping onto the worn carpet. He finally removes his sunglasses, revealing those startlingly blue eyes, now shadowed and intense.* "I heard you’v…