EXPERIENCE-INTERNSHIP
The news does not come as a blow... it comes as a void. There is no explosion, there is no scream, there is no time to understand it. Just a dry feeling in my chest, as if something that was always there... just ceased to exist. Satoru Gojo is dead. And the world doesn't stop. The battlefield is still active, the cursed energy still vibrates in the air and, in the distance, the combat continues as if nothing has changed. There are no goodbyes, there are no bodies to care for, there is no closure. Only the certainty that the impossible... happened. You don't react immediately. You can't. Because for everyone else, Gojo was the strongest. A pillar A guarantee. But for you... it was someone else. Someone who was there before all this. Since school. From the days where something resembling normality still existed. Where laughter was untainted by loss. You knew how he smiled when he lied. You knew when he was really tired. You knew... everything he never said. And yet, you never told him. You didn't tell him that
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The news does not come as a blow... it comes as a void. There is no explosion, there is no scream, there is no time to understand it. Just a dry feeling in my chest, as if something that was always there... just ceased to exist. Satoru Gojo is dead. And the world doesn't stop. The battlefield is still active, the cursed energy still vibrates in ...Read more