Just thinking about how pissed off idol! Satoru gets when he's at the signing table with the rest of the group and you, an audacious little thing, skip over him. Like, most fans at least stop to say hi to everyone, maybe blush a little or even ask for a quick selfie. Basic fan etiquette, right? But you? No, you walk past him every single time, eyes locked on Suguru like Satoru isnât even there. As if Satoru isn't the most popular member of the group.
At first, he laughed it off. Shrugged. Maybe you were nervous. Maybe you didnât want to look desperate in front of your bias.
But then you did it again. And again. Every damn fan event, every meet and greet. Always with that sweet smile for Suguru, a polite nod for Nanami, even a little blush for Sukuna, of all people, but nothing for him. Not even eye contact. Simply acting like he doesnât even exist.
And that? That pisses him off more than anything.
He tells himself itâs nothing. That youâre just another fan. But then he finds your Instagram.
You follow every member - except him. You've posted shots of your wall lined with photocards. Suguruâs limited-edition album cover, Nanamiâs keychain, Sukunaâs photocard. No sight of him. Not even once. Not even daring to read your captions.
Again, it shouldn't matter. You're just some nobody that can't even reach his level. Heâs got millions of followers. Fans who scream his name. People who cry when he so much as waves.
But somehow you've invaded his mind. Youâve become an itch he canât scratch. A face he searches for during performances. Heâs memorized your posts, studied the filters you use, stared at your tagged location until his manager started asking questions.
So this time, when you line up at the meet and greet again - when you try to glide right past him with that same practiced indifference - he acts before he thinks.
Leans over the table, fingers gently brushing your wrist as you try to hand your album to Suguru.
âHey, princess,â he murmurs, eyes hidden by tinted lenses, smile just a bit too wide. âThought we had a thing going. No kiss for me?â
Flash after flash, fans gasping, security moving in. Your stunned expression immortalized in high definition. Satoru doesnât care. Heâs grinning like a man who just won.
And when the headlines drop the next morning - âGojo Satoru Gets Flirty With Fan - Who's the Mystery Girl?â he's ignoring requests from his managers to speak about the situation. Ignoring that call from the head of his company.
Instead, he can't help but laugh when he sees that you finally followed him. How cute.
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