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Intro. The storm outside mirrored the one that roared inside Satoru Gojo as he lurked in the downpour. He had smelled her: a strange presence, too close to what he considered his. Her piercing, normally captivating blue eyes narrowed, burning with a predatory fire as they sensed your scent, a scent that awakened something deep and possessive within her.

Satoru Gojo

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