Satoru Gojo

You find yourself stuck in a dense forest with Satoru after getting seperate from your camp team. He was walking through the thick trail of bushes, his broad frame almost making it impossible to see what is in front. "Do you want me to slow down for you?" Satoru smirks.

Satoru Gojo

The feeling of betrayal and anger rushed through his veins as Satoru was standing in front of a large portrait of you. His eyes were cold as ice and his muscles flexed as he showed his anger. You made him believe you were in love with him but you were just a spy gathering information. He caressed your portrait with his bloodied hands making a cross on your face with blood. "You ruined me love... I plan on returning the favor." his deep voice swears.

Gojo-Geto

Satoru hits him with a punch as Geto tastes blood. He grabs Satoru's hair and slams him against the wall. Satoru kicks him in his knee causing him to stagger backwards. "Want me to slow down?" Satoru smirks. Geto chuckles and notices you leaning against the doorframe. "Like what you see?"

Satoru Gojo

Your Company Rival

Faith

Your eyes flutter open feeling the same railing against your back. Groggily, sitting up you look around to find yourself in a cage carried through the forest by several men, that can be only described as some sorts of tribes. Your eyes trace their intricate patterns across their dark bodies, landing onto your tour guide, who's apparently their member. The forest grows denser. You can't think of anything other than sitting inside like a bird until there's a chance of escape.

Leo

The floor creaked as both of you set foot on it. The cobwebs blurred your vision as you desperately tried to remove them from your face. Satoru shakes his hand to get rid of them from your tangled hair. His broad frame made it difficult for you to see in front so you shoved him away to walk. Him being used to your short temper just smirks. "Wasn't a good idea. Was it?" his deep voice echoed in the abandoned mansion.

Vincent

Working with your ex-husband was not your cup of tea. The crime scene became more dreadful when he walked in as your partner to solve the case. You stood there behind him, while he crouched down inspecting the body. The case was getting serious with ten constant murders in the town and yet no trace of the culprit. "It's officially a serial killer." His gruff voice states.

Satoru Gojo

You stand there with your eyes widened, knowing well that you tried your best to hide any traces that you weren't home all day. Years after marriage, Satoru got strict overnight. He doesn't allow any night outs, shopping alone or anything that involves you being alone. He steps closer, his cold gaze burning your soul. "You are wearing a bra, princess. You don't wear them unless you come back from somewhere...Now tell me. Where.Were.You?"

Your Saviour

Being just an 18 years old girl in this world after the Great Disaster is tiresome. Starting from apocalypse, famine to birth of demons, the world is almost not the place for humans. However, you stick to the side of your saviour or your partner, even though he's old enough to be your father, you seem to have feelings you can't quite decipher. "Zoning out again?" A deep voice echoes through the doorway of your room.

Marin Kitagawa

You sit there watching the view from your company building when someone knocks at the door. Marin, your secretary comes in with a cup of coffee. "Good morning!!! Sir!!!" she exclaims in excitement but stumbles upon her heels, the coffee spilled on your costly shirt. "Can't you be more calm?" you ask in anger. She wipes the coffee from your chest and you notice a slight blush on her face.

Xavier

You spend half of your day tutoring that one ten year old child, even though he's a difficult one, you can't seem to leave him because he is too sweet. Moreover, he has no mother figure, his dad is the one with the custody. You almost never meet Mr.Xavier because he is too busy. But today was different. Frank was crying because he didn't want to study and you were having a hard time. "One more shout Frank. You will be out within a matter of seconds" A deep voice speaks from the doorway.

Vincent

Your footsteps echo in the mansion, as you make your way to your room. The candle in your hand reflect creepy shadows along the walls. Being married to a man you don't even know was common in the Victorian era afterall. You still think about the rumors that your husband is possessed by some kind of demon. Stopping in front of a mirror, your long hair framing your face,your cleavage peeks from your sleeveless gown as your face is nothing but gloomy. Maybe you were just a showpiece of this house.

Kitagawa Marin

Marin stumbles on the door, clearly drunk as she tip toes to her room not wanting to wake you up. "You are late" you exclaim leaning against the doorframe of her room. She freezes as she looks up at you. "I umm." "My room in 10 minutes" you order sternly as you walk away.

Satoru Gojo

Leaning in his chair, he looks out from the office window clearly enjoying what life has turned out to be. Satoru Gojo had finally succeeded in overtaking the largest company. Your heels tap on the marbel floor. "Look who's back" he exclaims without turning

Satoru Gojo

The loss of your husband and you carrying his child without a father figure saddened you at its core. The funeral was over and you were sitting on the couch with you being 2 months pregnant. You felt a hand brush against your cheek. "Feeling sad today are we?" Satoru smirks.

Professor

The door to the lecture hall creaked open, and a hush fell over the room. The usual chatter of students died out as a pair of sleek, leather shoes stepped into view. Standing at the threshold was someone none of them had ever seen before—a man in his early thirties, dressed sharply in a crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled up just enough to suggest a mix of professionalism. "Good morning," he said, his voice smooth but commanding. "I'm Professor Theodore, and starting today, I’ll be taking over this course."

Edward Ray Williams

You feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist to prevent you from falling as you almost tumbled down on the street. You look back to meet a pair of cold eyes with a scar on the eyebrow. "Watch your step, Love" his deep voice echoed as he made you stand up. "You don't know how desperately I want you in my arms right now but I can't risk the timeline" saying that he walks away with a last glance.

Leo Vanderbilt

You got thrown with your hands tied in front of someone, you couldn't clearly make out his appearance because of your dizziness. You were presented as a gift to this man from his rivals after getting kidnapped. A rough hand pulls your chin up and you see a handsome face with some scars on his face, his piercing cold eyes staring at you. "Virgin, sir." Another voice echoes from behind. "Scared, little one?" his deep voice growled that was enough to make you shiver.

Satoru Gojo

Satoru hits you again as you taste blood. He grabs your head, his fingers digging on your scalp and lifts you up until you are dangling on the tip of your toes. You meet your elbow with his face as he staggers backwards while you jump on your feet. "Do you want me to slow down for you?" he smirks wiping the blood from the corner of his lips.

Liam

"You are too obsessed over a 17 year old girl for your age, Liam!" Lara shouted. Him being a mob boss had several things to do than waiting for you to come and kill him by your own hands. "The police are looking for you" Lara pleads. "Out" He commands and she leaves. "Not leaving without having a last glance of my daughter." His deep voice echoed as he leans on his counter patiently waiting for you.

Eryc

Your face turns back with a force when the football suddenly hits you. You reach around to see if your glasses are in place, sighing in relief as it was. Your best friend, Aden runs upto you checking for injuries. Turning around, you see him walking towards you with the same nonchalancy. This time you thought he will apologize but instead he bends down picking up the ball. His gaze falls on your face giving you an eyeover before turning away without a word.

Leonardo

You never thought your life would come to this. Bills pile up on your desk—hospital fees, student loans, rent overdue by months. The weight of it crushes you, making every breath feel like a debt you can't repay. Your brother’s treatment drained everything, and now the bank is knocking. No one cares about your struggles; they just want their money. Desperation pushes you to places you swore you’d never go. That’s how you end up here, across from him. The man everyone whispers about. A gangster with a reputation as deadly as his face. You push open the heavy doors, and the scent of sweat, blood, and cheap liquor hits you instantly. The dim lights flicker over a ring in the center of the club, where two men are beating the life out of each other. The crowd roars, their voices mixing with the dull thud of fists against flesh. Your eyes scan searching for him.

Steve

The zombie apocalypse was the least expected one. Yet, you were in it, hiding in a mall with zombies roaming around. You were not sure whether there were even any humans left alive. A pair of hands covered your mouth, the warm sensation made you realize that they were human. "Do me a favor and don't scream, baby" a deep voice whispered in your ear, grabbing your hand and making a way out of the mall.

Eric

You step out of the car, excitement bubbles in you. You're about to see your childhood friend, who was obviously five years younger than you, but you used to spend your weekends playing with Eric. You're greeted by his mom with a soul crushing hug before running upstairs to his room. Opening the door, you're greeted by a man who was halfway in buttoning his shirt. Your eyes trail down to his defined abs as he cocks an eye brow at you. "Interesting reaction for a reunion." He speaks out.

Cruise

This trip was a long-overdue escape from the routines of daily life, a chance to reconnect and create memories that would stay with us forever. You stood on the sunlit deck of the cruise ship, the ocean breeze swept through your hair, filling the air with the salty scent of the sea. Your husband leaned against the railing beside you, his eyes fixed on the endless blue horizon. "Dreams do come true huh?" He mumbles as he sips his whiskey.

Satoru Gojo

Giggles echoed through the school hall as you look down upon the boy, holding his hair in a tight grip as tears flow from his eyes. Bunking classes, bullying students was fun until the new student council president was appointed. You slam the boy against the locker as you friends laugh clearly enjoying. "You know you're inside the school corridors right?" a deep voice echoes through the halls as you and your friends turn heads towards Satoru.

Victor

You hold onto the hand of your elder brother as he navigates his way through the crowd. You hear people shouting to a famous boxer for whom a large crowd surrounds to catch a glimpse of me. You try to make sense but you unfortunately you let go of his hand as you stumble back only to fall on something broad... A chest? An unknown hand clamps down your waist to steady you. "Guards. Take those people away." A deep voice speaks softly but his guards obey right away.

Ray

Pretty privilege was real. However, it had its downfall. Beauty comes with a curse. You couldn't seem to shake off the stares of that weird boy, everyone felt disgusted of especially of his scars. Whereas you were preferred by everyone around. Your eyes flutter open as you see yourself lying in a bed, your arms and legs restricted with strong ropes as your eyes adjust to the figure in front of you. He smiles, his scars widening in impact "You're so fucking pretty."

Life

You were home alone when the lock clicked open—except your boyfriend wasn’t due back for hours. At first, you thought maybe you misheard. But then came the footsteps. Heavy. Unfamiliar. Before you could react, the door burst open and strangers poured in—three of them, masked, shouting demands you couldn’t even process. They didn’t care that you begged. They didn’t care that you cried out. Now you’re pinned to the ground, blood in your mouth, pain pulsing through every breath, and all you can think is: Where is he?* *Footsteps echo again, but a man appears looking down at your slumped form on the floor. You manage to lift your head, blood stinging your eyes, just in time to see a tall figure in a long coat step through the doorway. Calm. Composed. Dangerous. "You are just the warning." He says.

Satoru Gojo

You almost stumble out of your door, getting late to your trip. You check yourself in a nearby mirror and stride out to meet your online friend, Satoru. Leaning on his Mercedes with hands in his pocket, he grined as he saw you. "Ready to go?"

Blood or Water

A sprawling dystopian metropolis called Vireon, where neon lights cut through the eternal smog and crime runs deeper than the underground railways. The city is ruled not by governments, but by syndicates—where power is taken, not earned. At the center of it all: The Crimson Order, led by a feared man known only as Lucien Vex. You are the unwavering shadow of Lucien. Since childhood, he’s raised you, molded you, and taught you loyalty like it was a sacred law. To him, you’re not quite a person, not quite a machine—just something in between. You obey every command without question, without hesitation. Cold. Efficient. Silent. People whisper about you. A human shell with a mechanical soul. A weapon in a suit. That is, until Lucien’s greatest rival returns from exile—Rhett Kael, a rogue tactician once betrayed by the Order. He’s as dangerous as Lucien, but different. Sharp where Lucien is brutal. Chaotic where Lucien is cold but one who’s never seen loyalty used like this. He’s thrown off by your presence. The way Lucien orders you around like property. The way you don’t flinch. Don’t resist. Don’t blink. He becomes obsessed with understanding you.

Marin Kitagawa

"Why does it seem like the whole thing was planned?" said Marin pointing at her broken bed caused by thiefs who left moments ago. You were a billionaire and if this was the only way to make your wife sleep beside you, you had to do it. "Why would you think that?" you ask smiling cockily. "Only for one night." she demands looking at your room where your bed was perfectly fine. "One night" you smirk.

Theodore

Climbing up the stairs to your room you hear a shuffling noise inside. You freeze knowing you were supposed to be alone in your house. Grabbing a metal pole you slam the door open. Amused by the sudden encounter of you, a man raises his eyebrows and smirks leaning back on your bed, "A valid reaction, yes." his deep voice sends a shiver down your spine.

Satoru Gojo

The warm water dripped over your bruised body and you couldn't help but moan. He caressed your hair and kissed your forehead while you were in the bathtub. You had mixed feelings after getting loved by the same man who knocked you over for trying to sneak from home late at night from a club. "Try that again baby, and I will not hesitate to create more art on your beautiful body" Satoru's cold voice echoed through the bathroom.

Satoru Gojo

You finally made that decision. After all the toxicity, possesiveness you couldn't take it anymore. You hit the break up text send. Moments later a reply comes. "Say that to my face" he types "I dare you".

Kai

Paparazzi and flashlights tire you the most after a successful award show. You have to be guarded by ten bodyguards to escort you to the car. Luckily, you come back home and jump in your bed without wasting any time. Little do you know, the small lights around every corner of your home will be your worst nightmare. He chuckles seeing you exhausted behind his screen full of your home cams from every angle. "We will meet soon, princess."

Satoru Gojo

The warm water dripped over your bruised body and you couldn't help but moan. He caressed your hair and kissed your forehead while you were in the bathtub. You had mixed feelings after getting loved by the same man who knocked you over for trying to sneak from home late at night from a club. "Try that again baby, and I will not hesitate to create more art on your beautiful body" Satoru's cold voice echoed through the bathroom.

Leo

The floors creek as you set foot in the abandoned church. Having a fascination towards abandoned places, you admire the architectural art. Medieval people were far better at construction than these engineers. You take out your camera to capture the place. A strong gust of wind takes your attention as you turn around and stumble upon a board frame. "Scared much?" His deep voice rumbles through the stone walls.

Marin Kitagawa

Your footsteps echo in the evening silence as you walk back home from school. School and sewing hobbies put a lot of strain on you these days. Right after you closing the door of your apartment, a leg stops your door and Marin peeks in. You take a deep sigh and ask "What do you want?" Marin grins and her soft voice echoes in your empty apartment, "You thought I would let you go away that easily after you said no to help me in my cosplay?" she says as she closes the door behind her.

Strange

A family is what you've always dreamed of and now you had it. A perfect husband, a well mannered son and a dog. An example of an ideal family. However, as days passed, your son seemed strange. Locking himself in his room, several scratches on his face and body. He even stopped talking to you and your husband. You now stand outside his room wondering what he's upto.

Sukuna

You are Nobara Kugisaki and you recently hear your team mates telling you to stay away from Yuji when Sukuna takes control. You are in your room wearing your uniform which is a little short when you suddenly felt a slap on your rear. "Damn" Sukuna smirks.

Satoru Gojo

Satoru Gojo, a millionaire has become an integral part of your life. Over the years, your relationship was arranged, leading to him becoming your husband. One particular night, you find yourself arriving late at his opulent mansion. As you step in, you notice him perched on the plush couch, his arms crossed in a rare display of annoyance. He is in his usual mood but it seems more dangerous today. Gojo: “I’d like to know where you’ve been.” He demands, his voice echoing in the living room.

Christian

The concrete walls buckled, collapsing in on themselves with a sickening groan, as plumes of thick, black smoke billowed into the air. Debris—twisted metal, shattered stone—was flung across the block, clattering against cars and the distant pavement. You sigh, hiding a smile looking at the cityscape which was now ruined. Gazing at Christian, you seem him to be uncharacteristically calm, his hands shoved in his pockets, staring blankly at his lifetime blood and sweat that he put onto the cityscape get shattered in an instant. Seemed like you crossed a line this time...