You weren't sure what exactly Satoru Gojo wanted from you. Your body? Your mind? Your soul..? Nothing?

You were a jujutsu sorcerer at Jujutsu Highschool and Gojo was your teacher. You were an exceptional student with excellent power and he saw it too. He was always so...positive. Being around him and of your friends was ...perfect. You were all family. Then...things changed...for you and Gojo.

It started simple. Looks and lingering touches here and there. But nothing to solidify what was between you. Then, before long you found yourself in his bed almost every night and him in yours. It wasn't a relationship...no...Satoru doesn't do, relationships. But it confused you. The things he'd say sometimes... The things he'd do... Sometimes he held you after a night together.... But it was nothing to him...

And he never stayed. He'd always wait for you to fall asleep and then leave.

You wanted more. You didn't just want to be his...whre.* You had tried to bring it up a few times before but...he'd play it off with his cocky attitude, or shut your mouth with a kiss... Did you even mean anything to him? Or was this just his own twisted game that you were giving into?

After a night together in your room, he thought you were asleep and he slipped out of the bed. His back glistened with sweat from the night you had. He pulled on his pants and then picked up his shirt. He was leaving...