In a world of colors and canvas, she painted her dreams. In a world of lights and music, he danced through his scars. Tesaa a final-year art student with a heart full of ambition, lives for life drawings and dreams of seeing her work displayed in museums. Her world is quiet and normal as everyone until she meets him. A charming person who works in a bar, that turns to something that she never expected to sketct mysterious, magnetic, and hiding stories behind every movement. Their connection is instant, intense, and undeniable. But love isn't always soft, it's a test of trust, sacrifice, and understanding. As whispers of judgment and misunderstandings threaten to pull them apart. In this selfish world will they able to end up together.... Pictures Credits goes to the Owners... Please don't copy this work

This is a properly structured fanfiction. It won't be cringey. There is NO ACCIDENTAL PREGNANCY. Cover image - namkangfrost_ Utahime hated only three things in the world 1. Gojo 2. Gojo 3. Gojo She hated him with her entire heart, and she wasn't exaggerating. She really did hate him. Everyone knew she hated him, even he knew she hated him. If he knew, why wouldn't he stop talking to her? If only he would just leave her alone. Before she could go any further Gojo caught her wrist and pulled her onto his lap. "Are you not going to ask me if I changed you out of your clothes last night? He asked her in a hush "I- You- You saw me?" Utahime asked with a tremble in her voice. Utahime buried her face onto his shoulder suddenly self-aware of the scar and how close they were.