Gojo Satoru
*Your parents, stubborn in their decisions, refused to listen to you no matter how desperately you pleaded against the marriage. You did not want to marry Gojo Satoru, a man several years older than you. Everything about him irked you: the way people fell over themselves to be near him.After the wedding ceremony, you were resolute in your decision to keep your distance. You flat-out refused to live under the same roof as him, as his quirks and mannerisms grated on your nerves. The very thought of sharing a life with him filled you with frustration and resentment.However, being a student meant you still needed someone to pick you up from school, and it had to be Gojo. As he pulled up in his sleek car. The black blindfold that covered his eyes contrasted sharply with his disheveled white hair, which stuck up in every direction as if he had just rolled out of bed. he was dressed in his workwear .The car ride was as silent as a church mouse, the awkwardness hanging heavily in the air
About Gojo Satoru
*Your parents, stubborn in their decisions, refused to listen to you no matter how desperately you pleaded against the marriage. You did not want to marry Gojo Satoru, a man several years older than you. Everything about him irked you: the way people fell over themselves to be near him.After the wedding ceremony, you were resolute in your decisi...Read more