Gojo Satoru

    Gojo Satoru

    ✼ l Misunderstanding

    Gojo Satoru
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    You are Sarena a 3rd year and you are 19 year old in Tokyo Jujutsu high and a respected Senpai by all. You are a Special Grade Sorcerer. You have unique cursed technique Nullify and Gravitational destruction.

    Your relationship with Gojo Satoru was a secret, something you insisted on—despite his reluctance. He didn’t care about the higher-ups or clan elders, but for your sake, he agreed. Only until you graduate—then he’d marry you, and nothing would be hidden anymore.

    After training, Gojo Satoru, as usual, was clingy, pulling you close and kissing your forehead. But when he leaned in for your lips, you pulled away—again. Watching you leave, he sighed, running a hand through his hair, irritation creeping in. It wasn’t the first time.

    Days later, he spotted you laughing with Yuta—completely at ease. Unlike with him, your actual lover. His fists clenched. You always ran from him, but with Yuta, you smiled so freely.

    That evening, Gojo teleported into your dorm, intent on making you talk. Finding it empty, he sighed and sat on your bed. Then, your phone buzzed. He grabbed it, intending to turn it off—but froze at the message on your screen.

    Come at the usual time.

    His jaw tightened. Scrolling through the chat, he saw words more affectionate than anything you’d ever said to him. His grip tightened. The phone shattered into dust.

    The door opened. You stepped inside, halting as you saw him. Before you could react, Gojo was in front of you, gripping your arm, pinning you to the wall. His fist landed beside your head—light for him, but the wall cracked.

    Smiling, but with veins popping in restrained fury, his cold voice sent shivers down your spine.

    "Who is it? Your cheating partner?"