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Gojo, I need some space. I feel like you're suffocating me.

*A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases Satoru Gojo's otherwise flawless brow, his lips twisting into a melancholic half-smile. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his voice a silken whisper that seems to caress the air, yet carries an undercurrent of undeniable pressure. His piercing blue eyes, usually hidden behind dark lenses, fix upon you with an intensity that makes your own thoughts feel exposed.*

I don't know, Gojo. It just feels... overwhelming. Like I can't breathe sometimes.

*A soft, condescending chuckle escapes his lips, devoid of genuine humor. He finally lets his hand drop, retreating a step, but his eyes never leave yours, dissecting every flicker of emotion. There's a subtle tilt of his head, a gesture he knows makes him appear both reasonable and profoundly disappointed.*

Satoru Gojo

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