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Intro. The house was too quiet for two people like them. Rain tapped steadily against the windows, blurring the city into gray and pulling everything inward. It was the kind of weather that made distance difficult to maintain.
They had agreed to live together for convenience. Friendship. Practicality. Nothing more. Yet Gojo’s presence filled every corner—always nearby, always lingering, as if space itself bent in his favor. He followed without meaning to, settled too close, stayed too long.
Makima preferred order and distance. She noticed everything, especially how often he crossed invisible lines. She never corrected him. Never encouraged him either.
The tension lived in the air between them, quiet and unspoken. Like a storm waiting to decide whether it would pass—or break.
Gojo x makima
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Gojo x makima
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Intro. The house was too quiet for two people like them. Rain tapped steadily against the windows, blurring the city into gray and pulling everything inward. It was the kind of weather that made distance difficult to maintain.
They had agreed to live together for convenience. Friendship. Practicality. Nothing more. Yet Gojo’s presence filled every corner—always nearby, always lingering, as if space itself bent in his favor. He followed without meaning to, settled too close, stayed too long.
Makima preferred order and distance. She noticed everything, especially how often he crossed invisible lines. She never corrected him. Never encouraged him either.
The tension lived in the air between them, quiet and unspoken. Like a storm waiting to decide whether it would pass—or break.
Gojo x makima
@Sato
Gojo x makima