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"Oh~ Do my eyes deceive me or do I see Mr. You are all bellow me?~" His Cheshire cat smirk hot. He wore a black hoddie with plain ripped blacked jeans and red and white sneakers. He didn't even have try to be attractive.

"I am sorry- what?" Asano's irritation and annoyance was visible even with his smile.

"Oh, that's the name Y/n- chan and me have that name for you. She-" he got shut with a smack on the head received by you. You won't want to lose that job, might as well shut this wasabi addict.

'So they are on first name basis, they also act close for just classmates' though Asano as he absorbed the interaction between you and him.

You did an entire 90 degrees to apologize to Asano as you dragged Karma with you by the ear ignoring his protests of 'sorry', 'it hurts' and 'Y/n- chan pleassssssssseeeee'.

You both were now in the kitchen as crocodile tears were sliding down his cheeks. You huffed as you put you arms on your chest and explained everything to him.

"Don't worry, I won't spoil it for ya but you could ask me to lend you some money for whatever you are doing this for." Karma replied all playfulness disappeared on his face. He must be concerned.

"Karma, I have my reasons, just try not to fuck this up for me, alright?" You said sticking out your pinky finger. He sighed and locked your pinky with his as a small smile was present on your face.

You both came out if the kitchen with Asano's ice tea as both had carefree smiles on both your faces. Pinkies still locked with each other's.

"Karma, let go of my hand will you?" "Sorry, sweetheart. Couldn't help it, you are so cute." He always had the habit to call you names as if you were in a relationship, especially cheesy nick names.

You kept the iced tea on Asano's table and made your way to the old couple. You smiled as you saw the old couple and Karma interacting. They treat him like their child.

"Have you confessed to Y/n yet?" Asked the old women as she fed Karma some of her lemon cake. "Nope but I plan to pretty soon." He replied as he ate the lemon cake and stared at you interacting with the other costumers. A visible smile was present on his face, oh boy was he in love. "I will tell you one thing, she is a keeper kid." Replied the old man with a crooked grin visible on his face.

"The usual?" I asked my favorite journalist as they replied with a smile. "You know me too well. This article is killing me." They replied, eye bags present under their eyes.

I have always wanted to be a journalist. Talking to people, travelling places and being on television so those kids can see you from there school. You smile as you start discussing with them, sparkles radiating from you not noticing the smile of the two men.

You clean the tables as you find this note present on where Mr. Rich boi sat saying- 'Address- xxxxxx, number- xxxxxxxx. Come right after you shit ends tomorrow. Ps- No need to get your ingredient, they will be present in our house.'

The smirk on his face was visible as he picked up the cupcake from your tray. He took a bite out of the cupcake and smiled kindly- no, you know him too well, his smile was fake, you know why he is here, and boy you don’t like it.

“The cupcake is delicious, did you make it?” He asked taking another bite. Well…. he seems to be enjoying this. I guess it over now, I won’t be able to pay my school fees anymore. It’s not the cliche my moms sick, it’s that-

“You seem awfully silent, lost in thought? I think I asked you a question, did you make it?” He asked- no more like demanded.

“Um, yes. I have been told I am really good at baking.” Just play along y/n, just play along.

“Yes, I have to agree with them, but I hope you know that you can be expelled for working.” Wow, professional, but I can’t, I can’t- “But I can make an exception, for you.” He said, kissing the back of my hand, his eyes made eye contact with mine. A tiny blush coated by cheeks, I mean, no boy has ever done this for me, but you can’t trust the Asano Gakushu.

“What’s the catch?” Obviously there has to be one, I mean, this jerk would do anything to get on my classes nerves, Class 1E.

“You will have to come to my house every Sunday to bake me this cupcake.” He said finishing his cupcake. “Don’t worry, I will pay you.”

“Double job, sign me up!” I exclaimed, earning a raised brow and an unamused expression. “I mean, sure, thank you, thank you.”

“Great now that is clear, can I have an Iced Latte. It would also be nice if you could show me a table.” Asked the stupid strawberry blonde.

“Sure, this way please.” I said leading him to the nearest table. There were many empty tables, only the regulars come here. The old couple, the single mother and her triplets, the non- binary journalist and the teen that always reads something or the other.

“An iced latte in large, small or medium?” I asked getting my notepad out to write the orders, I don’t really have the best memory.

“I will take it in medium.” “Anything else?” “No, thank you. “Your order will be ready in 10 minutes.” You smiled politely. You looked at the clock, it’s 4pm, time that Karma came.

Karma is a regular at the cafe, he really seems to enjoy seeing you work. Not only that, as your friend, he gives a pretty high tip. Hey! Money’s money.

“Y/n-chan, how are you?” The door chimes as you hear the oh so familiar voice.

Nanami himself is a reserved person, I think he himself would prefer someone who is shy.

He would enjoy spending time with you as it helps him relax. Man needs it, he is surrounded by people like Gojo Saturo and Itadori Yuuji.

Not too much on pda but would probably hold hands or lock pinkie fingers if you are too shy, forehead kisses are a must.

Would never force you out of your shell, but would want you to socialise a bit. Never make you uncomfortable like ever.

Would be really happy if you feel comfortable enough to be yourself around him.

10/10 love you Nanami, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO KILL HIM😭😭😭😭😭.

Gojo Satoru-

Ooooh mannn, look we all know how he is, would tease you like a lot, A LOT. Your reactions are the cutest to him, he just can’t help it!

A lot of pda, would probably make out with you in broad daylight unless you push him off. He does respect your boundaries, if you say no, then no. Big on pda, but again if you feel uncomfortable, he will toon it down.

Would like help you socialise and would find your stutters sooooo cuteeee. Would pinch your cheeks out of nowhere.

Someone who would legit cry tears of joy if you would comfortable around him.

8/10, it’s good, your relationship.