In this world, there are two types of people. The ones who possess powers. And others who don't. The ones who possess powers are too full of themselves. They look down upon the powerless. They abuse the weak and get away with almost anything. In this kind of world, can a girl born into the powerful side, but without powers; successfully disguise herself as a power-holder and fight for the freedom of the powerless? In this kind of world, can a boy born into the powerless, but with powers; successfully disguise himself as powerless and fight for the freedom of the hours people? Can their months of struggle come dashing in the dirt when they accidentally meet and get involved with each other's matters? Can she hide herself from the powerful? Can he hide himself from the powerless? Can she stop the cruelty of the powerful? Can he bring freedom to the powerless? What does the future have in store for them? This is the story of two fighters of two different communities of the world. But with the same goal.

🩵The slow erosion of an ideal, the diverging paths of two souls bound together, and the devastating question of whether the most powerful connection in the world is strong enough to survive a poison that comes from within💜 · · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · · IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN {DISCLAIMER} The characters Satoru Gojo & Suguru Geto (Along with numerous others in the story) belong to the Anime/Manga series named "Jujutsu Kaisen" THIS IS MERELY A SHIP BOOK. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·· · ─ ·✶· ─ · · #1 in GetoGojo 11/18/2025

'ISHQ never enters quietly, it brings its own kind of RUINATION." __________________________ A top-tier university. Dripping with secrets. Two political rivalries held together by a settlement that feels more like control than peace. A third force watches from above → silent, dangerous, untouchable. Two murders. A revenge left unfinished. A vow to destroy everything. A silent soul enters next → too pure to understand the devastation, too trapped to walk away from it. And somewhere else, a hatred preserved for years waits behind restraint, held only by morals that are beginning to fail. Three stories breathing under one roof. Three ruins moving toward each other. And in between them → ishq, arriving exactly the way it always does: with ruin already promised. ______________________________ "I realised my love the moment I lost him."