𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳!
「After years of heartache, you thought you were done with Gojo Satoru-the man who shattered your trust. But now, fate forces you to work with him again. Gojo hasn't changed, and despite your defenses, he's rele...
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The days had started to grow colder, and you felt the weight of loneliness wrapping around you like a suffocating blanket.
You didn't even know you were already in the middle of November with everything happening.
You often retreated to your room, seeking solace in the small act of knitting. The rhythmic motion of your hands, weaving strands of yarn together, was a stark contrast to the chaos that lingered outside.
Each stitch you made was meant to be a scarf—a gift for Gojo, a symbol of warmth in a world that felt increasingly cold.
But as you knitted, your heart felt heavy with grief and worry. Horrific news filtered in from the outside world, and while you knew you should be alarmed, you found yourself strangely numb.
Whatever tragedy awaited for you, you had become desensitized to it all. Each report was a dull thud against your consciousness, failing to penetrate the fog that surrounded your mind.
You were lost in your thoughts, focusing on the repetitive motions of your hands, when a familiar voice broke through the silence.
"Who's the scarf for?"
You turned around, your heart racing as you recognized the voice. Standing in the doorway was Gojo Satoru, his presence lighting up the dim room.
For a moment, your mind struggled to process what you were seeing; you jumped up from your seat, you ran to him nearly losing your balance in your haste. Your heart pounded as you instinctively threw yourself into his arms, finding comfort in his familiar warmth.
"Satoru!" You gasped, burying your face against his chest. The floodgates opened, and tears you had been holding back spilled over.
You felt overwhelmed, caught in a tempest of emotions you could barely comprehend.
Gojo wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly as you cried.
"Hey, it's okay," he murmured softly, his voice warm and reassuring. "I'm here now."
You pulled back slightly to look up at him, your eyes shimmering with tears. "I thought... I thought I'd lost you for good." Your voice trembled, the words heavy with the weight of your fear.
He smiled at you, though you could see a flicker of concern in his eyes. "Yuji got me out," he explained, relief evident in his tone.
"He did it. I'm okay."
You felt a swell of happiness at the news, but it was quickly overshadowed by the reality of the situation.
"I'm sorry I left you alone. I shouldn't have..."
You nodded no, "I don't care about any of that!" You couldn't stop crying, holding him tightly.
"Please... please don't leave me again..." you begged him, Gojo looked down at you, your body shaking. Gojo held your face and made you look at him.
