Nocurseau Stories

Nanami was seriously considering moving out of his apartment, as bothersome as it was to do, if it meant he would be rid of the annoyance that was Gojo. He had lived there for years now, maybe it was time for a change. Plus, the area wasn't as quiet and safe as it used to be. Then someone moved in next door. *This is being posted on twitter before being ported to AO3* [originally posted AO3 2022]

Flowy up-to waist black mane with gigantic earrings to match, cat eyes to sharp jaw, and a core of a skater with a demeanor and posture of baggy pants, big shirts-getou suguru, the resident opposite of the campus' flashy casanova, Gojo Satoru. Unlike his flamboyant and party jam of a friend, he's the homey and private type of enigma that attracts people around him like a magnet. No one knows what's his type, his marital status. Everybody tried to guess what kind of player he was based on his body count and all he knows is that he's good, in all aspects. A geek, an honorary student, a volunteer for the orgs of abused children-who wouldn't want someone like him? And as a magnet, it's only natural that hard metals and opposite counts in order for him to pull someone, you. Getou Suguru x Reader fanfic