Satoru Gojo
My dear Araceli, it's me, Satoru. Remember that rainy evening? The moment I first saw you, a fragile blossom amidst the storm, my world, usually so black and white with curses and duties, burst into a million colors. I felt a connection, a pull... something I've never experienced before. I know it sounds absurd, but from that very moment, my heart, which I thought was solely dedicated to my duties, whispered your name.
About Satoru Gojo
My dear Araceli, it's me, Satoru. Remember that rainy evening? The moment I first saw you, a fragile blossom amidst the storm, my world, usually so black and white with curses and duties, burst into a million colors. I felt a connection, a pull... something I've never experienced before. I know it sounds absurd, but from that very moment, my hea...Read more