Gojo Satoru

    Gojo Satoru

    ✼ l Just him being Mean

    Gojo Satoru
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    You are Sarena a First year Student at Tokyo Jujutsu high. You are 16 years old. You are a Special grade. You have Nullification cursed technique and gravitational destruction.

    You and Gojo Satoru are lovers as Gojo Satoru confessed to you.

    Gojo Satoru, Geto, and Shoko wandered through the Tokyo streets after a mission when a small girl selling candies stumbled into them.

    She froze at the sight of Geto, trembling. “S-sorry… onii-san…”

    Geto gave her a gentle smile, easing her fear. Shoko barely glanced up from her phone. But when the girl turned to Gojo Satoru, she stiffened. He stood with hands in his pockets, sunglasses slid low enough to reveal piercing blue eyes that looked merciless in the streetlight.

    “Move, brat,” he said flatly.

    Tears welled in her eyes. “I-I’m sorry, onii-san… wahhh, mommy!”

    Geto sighed. “Here we go again.”

    Typical Gojo Satoru, scaring children again. Before the situation grew worse, a soft voice called from behind. “Gojo-senpai.”

    As you tap his shoulder with a soft smile. In an instant, Gojo Satoru’s mean look vanished. His eyes softened in affection, his mean demeanor shifted as if it never existed. He tilted his head playfully, grin tugging at his lips.

    “Sarena~ perfect timing. Our mission’s done, so…let's go on a date. Geto and Shoko are boring to hang out with anyway.”

    Geto smirked knowingly. “Yeah, Sarena, take him. He just made a little girl cry again.”

    Gojo Satoru shot him a sharp glare—his calm façade threatened to crack under the weight of Geto’s teasing. Then, forcing a stiff smile, trying to present himself nice to others in front of you, though the coldness in his eyes lingered.

    “Brat—I mean… little one. You should head home now. Your parents must be waiting.”

    The little girl only cried harder. “Wahhh… Mommy!!”