𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 [𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜]

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

Time is confusing, and you realize so when you stand in front of the Gojo estate after four years of not coming anywhere near it. It feels like forever the last time you stood right in front of the main entrance, but time feels like it's going so fast. As you stand in front of the door, you feel a lump in your throat. Your hands are shaking, and you're trying your best to calm yourself down before bringing your hand to ring the doorbell. You got past the front gate– You definitely have to go through with this now.

Last time you heard from Satoru was when he ended things with you. You remember foolishly waiting for him to call again, but he never did. When you tried to contact him, his number changed. And the last time you stood in front of this door, you were hiding the fact that you were five months pregnant. You came to share the news with Satoru because he deserved to know that you were carrying his child, even if he didn't want anything to do with you. But his mother opened the door only to announce to you that he had gotten married. You can recall the exact words she told you,

"He went on a vacation before going back to school. He decided he wanted to go gamble in Vegas and he met someone there, and impulsively decided to get married. Not that I have to explain anything to you."

It didn't make sense at all, but your pregnancy hormones at the time made you bawl your eyes out. She shut the door right in your face, something that you didn't understand why. She never came to the door to greet anyone, it was as if she knew you were there and chose to open the door to humiliate you.

There was a big wedding ceremony in the following months, right on Satoru's birthday. The same day your son decided to make his big entrance, even though he wasn't due until January. Looking back at it now, you're so grateful your son came the day he did because otherwise you would've been bawling your eyes out as videos of his wedding came out, but luckily you were busy with your newborn. When he came into your life, you vowed to never go near the family again but–

Sadly, things have changed.

You sigh before you ring the doorbell, you'll have to do it eventually and standing outside the door won't do anything to help your case. Just as expected, within seconds, the door opens. It's not Mrs. Gojo like that last time you were here, that woman never opens the door. A familiar face opens the door, a woman that worked alongside your mother for years, before your mother quit. The woman smiles at you before she asks,

"What are you doing here?"

"I have to talk to Mrs. Gojo. It's urgent." You stumble over your words, your nerves getting the best of you. All the way here you practiced what you were going to say, but you're still not ready. You're not even close to being ready.

"Is it about a job?" She asks and you nod in response. She ends up sighing before saying, "We're currently not hiring."

"I know– I just have to talk to her. It's urgent. Please..." You respond before she can shut the door in your face. You know the woman in front of you adores you, after all, she watched you grow up. But she won't hesitate to shut the door in your face because Mrs. Gojo doesn't like beggars, and Mrs. Gojo somehow knows everything that goes on in the estate. "I just need a minute of her time."

"I can't risk it– I'm sorry–" She begins and you hear from inside her voice as she asks,

"What's going on there? Who is it?" And you hear her heels hitting the marble floor as she walks over to the door. You both freeze as you wait for her to get there. She scrunches her nose up in disgust when she sees you. She crosses her arms and asks, "What do you need? If it's about your mother, I'm not taking her back."

"It's about a job for me–" You're about to get cut off by her slamming the door shut, the same way she did four years ago. But you stop it. You manage to stop it before the door completely closes. "It's in your best interest if we talk."