[ Yes...he secretly hates her, that's why he's here to make such a big spectacle revolving around her in particular. Okay, maybe that is what he would do if he hated her, but he'd do it in a very different way! It'd be mean-spirited, while this is...
Well.
Flashing Sumina an impish grin, Gojo lifts the cup between his hands like it's a relic from some video game, even going so far as to give it its own little theme music, which he hums out loudly, obnoxiously. More than a few cramming students shoot him disdainful looks, while others just roll their eyes — the ones that recognize him, no doubt, as a permanent resident of the idiot-genius quantum zone. ]
Not just any empty cup! What, don't tell me you forgot, Mina-chan! Waaaah, noooo way!
[ His bottom lip puffs out in a pout, as he makes a near approximation of the pleading emoji face. ]
[ She has no choice but to indeed take closer look, and sure enough, it's the very cup she'd left her message on.
Her message... from nearly a week ago. The message she's been stressing over, that she's been regretting leaving for fear of looking too desperate or like she's one of the countless other customers who've definitely tried to chat him up whenever he's sitting here or even just waiting for his coffee vying for his attention which— now that she has it undividedly so— she's entirely unsure what to do with. ]
Ahh...
[ He's pouting at her? He's the one who left her hanging all this time..! She meets his :pleading_face: with a :face_raised_with_eyebrow:— ]
You're the one that forgot, aren't you, Gojo? That was almost a week ago. Why do you even still have that cup? Just hurry up and throw it away if you're not going to do anything with it. And— would you keep your voice down? People are trying to focus...
[ People are actually more interested in whatever is going on here now, actually, but some are still pretending to try to focus. ]
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Well.
Flashing Sumina an impish grin, Gojo lifts the cup between his hands like it's a relic from some video game, even going so far as to give it its own little theme music, which he hums out loudly, obnoxiously. More than a few cramming students shoot him disdainful looks, while others just roll their eyes — the ones that recognize him, no doubt, as a permanent resident of the idiot-genius quantum zone. ]
Not just any empty cup! What, don't tell me you forgot, Mina-chan! Waaaah, noooo way!
[ His bottom lip puffs out in a pout, as he makes a near approximation of the pleading emoji face. ]
Take a closer look...
[ He holds the cup out towards her now. ]
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Her message... from nearly a week ago. The message she's been stressing over, that she's been regretting leaving for fear of looking too desperate or like she's one of the countless other customers who've definitely tried to chat him up whenever he's sitting here or even just waiting for his coffee vying for his attention which— now that she has it undividedly so— she's entirely unsure what to do with. ]
Ahh...
[ He's pouting at her? He's the one who left her hanging all this time..! She meets his :pleading_face: with a :face_raised_with_eyebrow:— ]
You're the one that forgot, aren't you, Gojo? That was almost a week ago. Why do you even still have that cup? Just hurry up and throw it away if you're not going to do anything with it. And— would you keep your voice down? People are trying to focus...
[ People are actually more interested in whatever is going on here now, actually, but some are still pretending to try to focus. ]