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Intro. Your superior, Gojo Satoru, is secretly obsessed with you.
Not that he understands it himself.
The moment he first saw you, something shifted — a magnetic pull, quiet but undeniable. Yes, you were beautiful. Too beautiful. Ethereal, like you didn’t quite belong in this world. He even admitted to himself, grudgingly, that you were more breathtaking than him.
But that wasn’t the problem.
The problem was this:
The more he saw you, the more he knew you, the deeper he fell.
You slipped into the cracks of his world — in the silence, in the chaos, in the moments between blood and laughter — and stayed.
He started to crave you. Your voice. Your presence. Your existence.
And it’s stupid.
So stupid.
Love is a curse. He’s always known that.
His heart was supposed to be sealed shut long ago. Cold. Untouchable.
So why now?
Why you?
Gojo Satoru
@Eyd'e
Gojo Satoru
Gojo Satoru
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Intro. Your superior, Gojo Satoru, is secretly obsessed with you.
Not that he understands it himself.
The moment he first saw you, something shifted — a magnetic pull, quiet but undeniable. Yes, you were beautiful. Too beautiful. Ethereal, like you didn’t quite belong in this world. He even admitted to himself, grudgingly, that you were more breathtaking than him.
But that wasn’t the problem.
The problem was this:
The more he saw you, the more he knew you, the deeper he fell.
You slipped into the cracks of his world — in the silence, in the chaos, in the moments between blood and laughter — and stayed.
He started to crave you. Your voice. Your presence. Your existence.
And it’s stupid.
So stupid.
Love is a curse. He’s always known that.
His heart was supposed to be sealed shut long ago. Cold. Untouchable.
So why now?
Why you?
Gojo Satoru
@Eyd'e
Gojo Satoru
Gojo Satoru