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Hello everyone, I've been very inconsistent lately. My apologies. I lost someone very dear to me recently and I could not write for the life of me but I finally did and I hope you guys like it♡
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Back at the estate, peering onto the playful scene below from a balcony was a pair of vibrant blue eyes.
Those almost hauntingly beautiful eyes watched as you and Noharu Gamora exchanged words. From the look on your face, you seemed happy.
Of course, you were happy, you were with your kid brother, but satoru noticed how your elation wasn't caused by Hitomi alone, but also by that measly guard.
He felt the oddest flush of bitterness pump and flow through his veins, but he would never admit or even think that the feeling was jealousy.
He doesn't get jealous.
He's Satoru Gojo.
It was always others who were jealous of him and over him, not the other way around. Yet here he was, and there you were.
Making memories with other men. Insignificant ones at that. Have you no taste?
Reluctantly, he forced his eyes away from you and went back to the task of writing his false letter to his family about his eventual disappearance. With his quill in hand, he allowed his fingers to formulate the many words, sentences, and eventual paragraphs of lies. The unshackling of his chains to freedom flashing across his mind.
But, ever so often, his mind would subconsciously linger on you. Satoru wasn't in complete control of his emotions, and he was beginning to reach his limit. All his life, he has been notorious for being a man who was never fazed, and for such a small thing to perplex his mind so...
