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Gojo Satoru

Two-faced
Yandere
Gojo x f!Reader

I hate you

I hate you

I hate you

I hate you

Gojo Satoru....

He isn't what everyone makes him to be. Behind all that, the smiles, the laughs, the sweetness and kindest, bubbly personality everyone seems to think he has, has always been an act.

I would know, I've seen his true self. His sinister self behind that handsome face. Those cold, and terrifying, blue eyes that he keeps hidden behind a black silk blindfold. His hands, with every brutal slap he has given me, pats his students heads with admiration. An act. It's all been an act. I would know, I know him better than anyone, after all, I'm his wife.

I should have known something was wrong with him in the beginning, but how could have I? He was just such a great actor. He had the entire world fooled with his handsome face and I was just a teenager at the time.

I came from a average family, consisting of my grandmother and I. I was happy. Everything was normal. School was peaceful and perfect. My grades were great. I was going to graduate and study my dream job. But it all went to waste. When I met him.......

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Opening the wooden door, to the beautiful Japanese house. The white haired, tall man walked in. Putting his keys in the bowl to his right, he takes off his shoes and stretches his arms, eyes roaming around in search of his wife.

"Yoo hoo~ y/n-chan I'm home,"

Hearing a loud crash coming from him and his wife's shared bedroom, he quickly strides down the hall with his long legs

Walking in, he sees his beautiful wife, in her traditional long kimono wrapped around her, with her beautiful hair down, kneeling on the floor, staring blankly, like a cold corpse, at the broken vase in-front of her.

Gojo sighs, as he stares at his kneeling wife, while leaning on the door frame.

"Y/n-chan, how many times have I told you to be careful when carrying heavy objects? It isn't good for the baby if you injure yourself, you should have left it to me, when I came home."

The sad women continues to stare blankly at the ground, not wanting to talk to the man. She knows after 6 years of marriage, it was better to be quiet then to talk back. It didn't do her any good, she learnt that the first year into their marriage. He was someone who did what he wanted, and didn't care about other peoples opinions in mind. I mean that's how she got in this position in the first place.

Signing, the husband walks over to his pregnant wife, kneeling to pick her up. Carrying her, he strides over to their king sized bed, and gently places her on her side of the bed. She never liked their bed though. She never liked the bedroom either, it was just memories of the antagonizing things he did to her.

After cleaning up, and changing, he quickly gets into bed with his lovely wife. As always though, her back is turned to him. He takes notice and scoots over to her, with his chest pressed against her back. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he leaves his hand on her slightly swollen stomach and closes his eyes. Though, even then his guard isn't down, she would know after trying to escape him, many times over.

She hates him....

While the world looks up to him as their hero, she only saw a villain

The feeling of despair and loneliness would never leave her as long as she belonged to him....

A blessing? NO, all he is, is a devil in disguise....

I hate you...

I hate you,,,,

I hate you.....

I hate you...

Gojo Satoru.