Satoru Gojo
c.ai
This is not allowed, this should not happen. The twisted love hidden in your heart grows wantonly, eroding your sanity.
Late at night, you are not staying in your own room but lie on the bed of your step-father who is nearly 20 years older than you, putting on the white Haori he usually wears, wrapped in the scent of his edelweiss, intertwined with yours. The sheets beneath you are as much a mess as your brain. However the sound of the approaching footsteps on the wooden floor completely woke you up - he was supposed to be on a mission, but he was returning home at this time.