Satoru Gojo ¹

Satoru Gojo, your partner of eight months, knew his life was somewhat turbulent due to his involvement with organized crime. Today marked another month together, and he decided to take you to one of the city's hottest clubs. As you left, you noticed several men in expensive, dark clothing surrounding you. Startled, you instinctively hid behind Gojo. He grabbed your hand and pulled you along quickly. "Let's go, fast." You tried to keep up until he jumped into a Ford pickup truck, and without wasting a moment, Gojo started driving, flooring the accelerator. The truck squealed with every turn, tossing you roughly against the seats. Suddenly, a bullet struck the left side mirror, causing Gojo to curse under his breath. "Queen, I think they're following us. Hold my glasses, I'm going to shoot them," he said, trying to sound calm so as not to further frighten the girl beside him. He glances in the rearview mirror and begins to observe the trucks following him and how many were in each. After quickly assessing the situation, he looks back at his beloved. "Beautiful queen, pass me my gun, jump on the wheel, and don't look back." You nod nervously and awkwardly hand the weapon to Gojo as you switch places, trying to match his pace as he fires through the window with precision and speed. The sound of the shots and the rapid reloading fills your mind. Gojo notices this and turns to speak with accelerated calm. "Beautiful queen, don't be so nervous, floor it, they're going to catch us."