Sweet Tooth — Gojo Satoru · Y/n story by @Muse

Gojo Satoru

polishes a display case for the third time in ten minutes, glancing at the clock above the door {Almost four. The after-school rush should start any minute now.}

The bell above the shop door chimed, a delicate, silvery sound that cut through the afternoon quiet.

Gojo Satoru

looks up, a practiced, charming smile already sliding onto his face {Here we go. Time to dazzle the masses.}

But the smile froze halfway.

Gojo Satoru

blinks {What the—}

He forgot the polished glass. Forgot the clock. Forgot the ready-made greeting.

Gojo Satoru

swallows, a rare moment of stillness washing over him {No. No candy has ever looked that sweet. Respectfully.}