"Mom, there is no way you actually chose that guy to be my fiancé," you walk in the house, already complaining.
"Honey, we just got home. I don't wanna hear it," your mother sighs, tossing her shopping bags aside and collapsing onto the sofa to relax.
"Well, listen to me at least!" You raise your voice, but she cuts you off.
"Zip your mouth," she says, rolling her eyes.
"No, you need to hear me out, Mom. I don't wanna do this anymore."
"Quit being stubborn and give in. He's the perfect man for you," she sighs.
"Perfect man? Tch. Don't make me laugh, Mom. That man got multiple masks on to hide his true colors." You speak quickly, frustrated.
"What true colors, huh? He's got nothing to hide, honey. You must be mistaken. He's literally the most handsome, kindest, richest, and popular young man in the whole world. Do you still not see how lucky you actually are?" She praises him like she's in love.
"Such a gentleman with attractive genes."
You look at her disgusted. "Mom. He touched me."
"Touched you? Where?" She asked, turning to you.
"He caressed my thigh without even asking me for permission!" you exclaim.
She lets out a little laugh. "That's literally so cute and romantic though? He's your future husband, so what's the problem?"
"Mom, that's not-"
Before you finish, she interrupts. "Yeah, I don't wanna hear it. Congrats, now go to your room."
You glare at her. "Mom."
"I said go to your room. Now," she snaps her fingers. You rush to your bedroom angrily. As you leave, your mother mutters to herself, "That brat can't even accept a blessing. Having Satoru Gojo caress a thigh is what this whole generation is dying for, yet that girl is so ungrateful."
You text your only friend, Utahime, venting. She doesn't seem to care until you mention Satoru. Suddenly, her messages turn frantic, all caps and voice notes flooding your phone.
"THERE IS NO WAY HE TOUCHED YOU. NO. HE IS NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT. HOW DARE HE!"
You're confused as to why Utahime suddenly cares so much. You start suspecting both Satoru and Utahime.
Then, Satoru messages you. "Wanna go out tomorrow?"
"I cannot. You know that," you reply.
"You can. I took permission from your mother just a second ago."
Your mother bursts into your room, squealing with excitement. "Satoru asked me for permission to take you out. It's your chance to finally go out without me!"
You sigh and text Satoru, "I'm sorry. I don't want to."
But Satoru replies, "Stay ready at 4PM tomorrow. I'll stop by to pick you up." Then he goes offline.
You hate how everyone adores him and listens to him, but never notices you. Not even your mother listens to you anymore. You're angry at how Satoru already has control over you.
By 4PM the next day, you're ready. Your mother won't leave you alone, constantly pushing you to get ready. You feel like your life is a mess. You spot Satoru's car through the window and head outside. As you approach, he rolls his eyes but gets out of the car to open the door for you, all because your mother is watching. He waves at her with a smile and shuts the door after you get in.
"You should become an actor," you say on the way.
"Why so?" he asks, glancing at you as he drives.
"Acting like a gentleman just because my mom was watching, huh?" You smirk.
"My image matters," he replies nonchalantly.
His phone is lying next to you, and a message from 'My Love 💖' appears on the screen. You widen your eyes. "What? Who's that?"
Satoru quickly grabs his phone and drops it to the other side. "Could you like mind your business?" he snaps.
"Woah, watch your tongue, pussy," you retort, pushing him over the edge. He slams on the brakes, turns to you, and curses.
"Bitch."
"Shut the fuck up, angry bird," you fire back.
"Angry bird!? You're so good at this. What a hoe," he insults you.
"Says you when you're something worse than a hoe," you quip.
"Could you just shut that little mouth of yours and respect me?" he glares at you.
"Then you too," you respond coolly.
"You started," he says, but you don't stop.
"Because it seems like you're cheating on me."
"As if we're even dating," he smirks, irritating you.
"Excuse me!?" You snap.
"I'll snitch on you, Satoru."
"No, you won't."
"Yes, I will."
"I'll make your life a living hell if you do," he warns.
"How so?"
"I'll ruin it. I can do it. After all, I am Satoru Gojo," he says with a smirk, his ego apparent.
"How evil could you get, Satoru!?" You shout, exasperated.
He stops the car at an arcade. "Maybe we should go play some games to calm the flames between us, beautiful." He gets out of the car like Prince Charming and opens the door for you like a gentleman.
"You're so two-faced, you know that?" you ask, frustrated.
Suddenly, Utahime rushes toward Satoru, calling his name, before hugging him tightly. Satoru's eyes widen, and he gives you a side-eye. You're shocked.
"Utahime!?" you shout her name. The moment doesn't feel right at all.
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