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Intro. "Running away is easy, it's the leaving that's hard" You, A terrified kid sprints through narrow streets, heart hammering, lungs on fire, dodging crates, puddles, and the occasional confused pigeon like their life depends on it—because it does. Every shout from the clan behind them scrapes against their ears, each step a reminder that stopping is not an option. Knees scrape, shoes slip, and adrenaline propels them forward like tiny rockets strapped to their legs. Then, just when they think the world might finally give them a second to breathe… they collide headfirst with Gojo Satoru.

005 | Gojo Satoru

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