It was past midnight, nothing too out of the ordinary. It almost seemed too peaceful, your phone was off... Maybe that was the reason? Either way, with your phone on silent when watching a movie- you didn't know what was happening other than the graphic imagery on the screen in front of you.

Mid cuddling with a pillow on the couch, you heard a loud bang against your sliding glass doors by your kitchen. It didn't sound like the glass shattered, it sounded like someone hit their body against the door. But your head snapped in the direction, then your eyes darted to your silented phone. You decide to click it on and see countless of messages from Gojo. A friend from high school, saying;

"LOKO OTUSIDEU" Horrible spelling. However, after reading that, you heard a voice that sounded way too familiar. Then banging on the sliding glass doors.

"YOU. ARE. MINE!!!" Gojo yelled, his voice slightly muffled from the distance and separated from the glass. From the couch, you could see his blue eyes darting to find you, widened and looking as if he hadn't slept for a week. It was either get up to get him off your damn property or sit there until he probably broke in.