𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 you had Gojo Satoru, the bratty, cheeky first year who had all the girls swooning over him, the boy who did whatever he wanted, wrapped around your finger. In other words, he was obsessed with you. 「 HE ONLY LISTENS TO HER; IT'S LIKE SHE HAS HIM ON A LEASH 」 Or, simp Gojo 🗣️ MODERN HIGH SCHOOL AU SEXUAL CONTENT! 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, STARRSATORU

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ 𝓖𝓸𝓳𝓸 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓾 𝓧 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ── [𝐍𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲/𝐧] ── [𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 🤍 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 !ᵐⁱⁿᵒʳ ᵈⁿⁱ!] ── [𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧] ─── ⋆⋅☾⋅⋆ ── "𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏-𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆." ── 𝓨𝓸𝓾 "𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆-𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏."── 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓾 𝓖𝓸𝓳𝓸 ─── ⋆⋅☾⋅⋆ ── 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥-𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞. 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞