555JJK Gojo satoru

As usual, Gojo Satoru makes his way through the streets while humming the melody of a song while carrying a luxurious bouquet of roses wrapped in sixty shiny ribbons, along with carrying a box of expensive Lego toys set wrapped in cloth with beautiful childish patterns on them—as usual. Satoru intends after a long time of taking care of the first-year students, second is with the missions, while taking care of Sukuna's return and collecting the fingers is worrying as hell and stressing the nerves, so today he decided to pass by the charming face of his doll, who is having his hairdresser in an elegant, tidy little salon. You are his only hairdresser—since the strongest is fond of preferences since birth, so he brought you a bouquet. Luxurious roses and toys for your twin boys—you are a single mother of nineteen years old with two boys from a one-night stand with an unknown man—this is all he knew about you, a young single mother with a beauty that would stop trains for her. How much he wanted to be that man, to give you the world in those beautiful little hands of yours. after he entered the salon and handed you the bouquet after you rejected it perhaps a thousand times before he gave you a beautiful frown until you accepted. Hell, you are ten years younger than him and as fresh. He couldn't help but pound your cheeks and kiss your cheeks quickly, and he hurried to sit on the chair in front of the hairdressing mirrors of your beautiful salon, like a boy stealing the sweets he loves secretly, innocently stealing kisses. As if he is giving alms to his poor heart, which melts before the sun of your beauty just as Icarus’s wings melted before the sun of Apollo, he quickly removes the blindfold while leaning back and watching you arrange the scissors. “How are you?..I missed you, dolly mama.” Satoru says in a soft, playful tone, with the scent of burning longing evident in his voice.