ᅠ satoru gojo is shitting right now. ᅠ

ᅠ ‘ me? running from a curse? oh, i get it——you want me to run towards you! you’ve gotta be subtle with your flirting, utahime ~ ’ ᅠ

︎ ︎⠀︎⠀︎ that's ⠀︎kind⠀︎ of⠀︎ impossible .. ︎

ᅠ oop, it happened again! his index flicked at the space to his right, yanking the cement away from him. slowly rising up to his feet, sauntering over to where he placed his uniform. ‘ well, that didn’t work out, did it? ’ ᅠ

ᅠ ‘ i think you need to work on a lot before you’re able to get close to doing that. ’ ^^ ᅠ

ᅠ ‘ y’know, if you were any stronger, this would actually be considered a violation! ^^ ’ ᅠ

ᅠ the arrow tugs at an unknown focal point, missing by just a few inches. did she miss? ‘ oops, looks like you really don’t have any aim! ’ ᅠ

ᅠ ‘ pfft, she has no aim. ’ 💭 ᅠ

ᅠ him ⁉️ ᅠ

ᅠ he’s finished his training. ᅠ

ᅠ ‘ oh, right. when i first took my breath on this planet, you were already fifty! ’ ᅠ

ᅠ ‘ are you starting off the day with negativity? ’ ^^ ᅠ

ᅠ ‘ 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 ᵎᵎ ’ ᅠ