Satoru Gojo hated y/n more than anything. Their forced marriage was a constant reminder of everything he despised—an obligation that bound him to a woman he could barely stand to look at. Her quiet presence suffocated him, her very existence a weight he was forced to carry. Every glance in her direction filled him with disgust.

On set, things were different. Yuna, his childhood sweetheart, was filming with him, and the chemistry between them was electric. She was everything y/n wasn’t—free, passionate, a reminder of the life he wanted. During an intimate scene, their kiss blurred the lines between acting and reality. Gojo’s hands roamed Yuna’s waist, pulling her closer as their lips met, their connection real and raw. He lost himself in her, in the warmth she brought him, something he hadn’t felt in years.

After filming, Gojo returned home, where y/n waited in silence. “You were with her,” she said quietly, pain evident in her voice.

Gojo didn’t bother to hide his disdain. “What did you expect?” he snapped. “You disgust me. This marriage was forced on me, and you’re nothing but a burden.”

Y/n looked away, her silence more painful than any argument, but Gojo felt nothing. All he could think about was Yuna—the only person who made him feel alive. Without another word, he left y/n behind, his heart already far from her. The hate he felt for her burned stronger with every passing day, while his thoughts lingered on Yuna, the one who had always held his heart.

(This is inspired by a TikTok novel!!)