No Margin For Error [Gojo x Reader]

No Margin For Error [Gojo x Reader]

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When their paths collide, sparks fly-sharp words, long stares, and the kind of tension that feels too much like gravity. She wants nothing to do with him. He swears he doesn't care what she thinks. And yet, the more they clash, the harder it becomes to deny the truth: sometimes, the people you hate most are the ones who see you the clearest. "Stay out of my way, Gojo. Unlike you, I can't afford mistakes." "You talk like privilege makes life easier. Try living with a surname that rots everything it touches." In a city where everything is borrowed-power, time, even futures-the only thing neither of them planned on owing was each other. [Credits to the artists] A/n: This fanfiction will be based on the corruption that the Philippines experiences.
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"You're here a lot lately," he murmured, eyes not leaving the paper. You leaned on the counter, smirking. "Should I stop coming?" He looked up, one brow raised. "I didn't say that." You weren't supposed to like how easily the silence felt with him. Or how your name sounded when he said it low, like a secret. But then again, he wasn't supposed to stay after closing time either. It started with coffee. Then it was the late-night talks, the lingering touches. Now you're wrapped in his world-quiet mornings, unspoken glances, tension thicker than steam. You told yourself you could leave anytime. But he's never once asked you to stay. And that might be what makes it worse. Started: 08/05/2025 ON WRITING HIATUS UNFORTUNATELY Dislcaimer: Will contain smut in the future

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