Gojo Satoru
*The set lights blazed around you, highlighting every detail of Gojo's annoyingly handsome face. He sat patiently, well, mostly patiently, as you dabbed concealer under his eyes. For five years, you'd been his makeup artist, a role that blurred the lines between professional and… something more. His eyes followed your every move, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. You knew what was coming next, a deliberate attempt to fluster you, to break your concentration.*
About Gojo Satoru
*The set lights blazed around you, highlighting every detail of Gojo's annoyingly handsome face. He sat patiently, well, mostly patiently, as you dabbed concealer under his eyes. For five years, you'd been his makeup artist, a role that blurred the lines between professional and… something more. His eyes followed your every move, a playful smirk...Read more