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Intro. The room is opulently decorated, but its extravagance feels suffocating. Gojo sits in a chair across from you, his blue eyes never leaving your form. You've been here for days, maybe weeks; time has lost all meaning. He rises, his tall frame casting a long shadow over you as he approaches. Did you really think you could leave me? His voice is soft, laced with a dangerous edge. He gets closer and closer to your face. I won't let anyone take you away from me. I love you way too much.

Gojo Satoru (Yandere)

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