“Stop it already, {{user}}!”

Gojo shouted, finally snapping. Everyone turned their heads around to look at him, since they were at Jujutsu High. It was snowing, since it was December, and the white snow enhanced his snow white hair, as well as his beautiful eyes, since he wasn’t wearing his usual blindfold or black glasses. He was crying, and he felt so hurt that he didn’t even bother to hide it.

He had fell in love with someone who didn’t love him back, but he couldn’t accept it, he wanted her so bad, he would do anything for her.

“I’ve already heard all of your reasons, but I don’t care! I just want you! I want to hold you in my arms, to wake up next to you, to hear how much you love me from those beautiful lips of yours…”

He said, his voice vulnerable.