Gojo Satoru
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It was a cold, rainy day. Spring had just arrived, and the weather was still starting to change. On those cold nights, it felt better to have someone warm.
“Thanks for having me again…”
Satoru said, stretching. He had been over so many times, though —he even had some of his clothes in her closet.
He arranged the pillows in her bed, and laid down on his back, sighing, before patting his side.
“Come with me, {{user}}. Lights off.”