𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 » gojo satoru.

ROSEMARY LAMENT.

𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲,, 𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁.

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵
𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘌𝘙.

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𝗨𝗡𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗨𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗬.

Many many years later, the same man who was once a sad and melodramatic young man grew up into a tall 28-year-old who taught a trio of students. His teaching, he claimed, was immaculate, but many people always begged to differ. 

This was Gojo Satoru, who had learned to smile much more brightly soon after you had passed.

And on this specific day, he was out in the city with his three main students, Itadori, Nobara, and Megumi. It was their day off, and they were enjoying many shops that offered sweets, clothes, and souvenirs from various places.

Halfway through the fun and after they each purchased a bouquet of flowers, Gojo excused himself and walked off in the opposite direction, the direction of the far away horizon. 

Curious, his three students followed, only to find themselves at a lonely and desolate cemetery. Gojo walked in confident long strides, as if he'd been there countless times and was visiting once more.

After a moment, he paused.  

Gojo stood in front of your grave, and the wind picked up ever so slightly. Even though there was no wind before, your average person would not have caught onto it. 

But Gojo caught it, and he smiled. Ge gingerly placed the bouquet of flowers down on your grave. The large flowers consisted of roses, and flowers that were so bright they lit up the dark and dreary graveyard. Then, in the distance, he heard the calls of his current life. 

"Sensei, hurry up! we're going to eat all the food before you; you better speed over here!" a shadow of a grin passed over his face, and Gojo took a few steps in the direction of Itadori's call before he looked back. 

His students stood not too far, and even though they looked perplexed, they knew their teacher was in need of a cheering up and called out towards him. 

"Well, this is it," he sighed, and his eyes lowered to your name engraved forever onto the grave. then he walked away with his hands in his pockets, into another chapter of his life. 

"Goodbye, [name]. I thank you, even if you are came in the perfect time to be a distraction, you meant a lot more than a mere replacement to him. I thank you, under the gesture of your kindness and softness." 

A smile graced his lips, and Gojo moved forwards without hesitation. 

If only you could see him now. 

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