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05:Gojo// Not enough time

Warnings-angst  (I was dying for inspiration on this one help-)it isn't that sad though 😃

The once vibrant corridors of the Tokyo Metropolitan Magic Technical College now seemed eerily quiet as Gojo Satoru walked through them. His trademark confidence was replaced by a somber expression, and his eyes, usually filled with playful mischief, now held a hint of sadness.As Gojo reached his office, he noticed a small, crumpled note on his desk. Unfolding it, he recognized your handwriting immediately. The words on the paper were simple, yet they carried a weight that threatened to crush his heart.

"I can't do this anymore, Gojo. It hurts too much. I need time away, time to heal. Please understand."

His grip tightened on the note, as if he could somehow hold onto the fading connection between you and him. He never thought he'd see the day when the invincible Gojo Satoru felt so helpless.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into a painful silence. The absence of your laughter echoed through the hallways, haunting Gojo's every step. He found himself revisiting the moments you shared, wondering what went wrong.Late one night, unable to bear the emptiness any longer, Gojo sought solace in the stars. He stood on the rooftop, looking up at the vast expanse, hoping for answers. The cool breeze offered no comfort as memories of your smiles and the warmth of your presence flooded his mind.

"Why did you leave?" he whispered to the night sky, as if expecting an answer from the cosmos.

In the shadows, a figure emerged — a silhouette of you, or at least a figment of his imagination. The ghostly image of you stepped forward, and Gojo's heart skipped a beat. He reached out, hoping to touch the specter of the one he lost.

"I had to go, Gojo. The curse... it was too much. I didn't want you to get hurt because of me," the ethereal you explained, your voice carrying the same softness that once brought him comfort.

"You should've let me decide," Gojo replied, his voice a mix of desperation and pain. But the phantom you only smiled sadly, fading away like mist in the morning sun.

Days turned into months, and Gojo never stopped searching for you. He visited places you once went together, hoping to find a trace of your existence. The pain of your absence carved deep into his being, a constant reminder of a love lost and a choice unmade.

In the end, Gojo remained haunted by the shadows of your memory, forever yearning for a love that slipped through his fingers like grains of sand.