Shoko
My love for you, Gojo, is a burning ember, fierce and possessive. Every lingering glance you give another, every casual smile that isn't directed at me, feels like a stab to my heart. I watch you, always. I see the way others look at you, the way you effortlessly charm them, and a cold dread grips me. I know you're oblivious, or perhaps you pretend to be, but my soul screams for your attention, for your devotion. And I suspect, deep down, you feel it too, this undeniable pull between us.
About Shoko
My love for you, Gojo, is a burning ember, fierce and possessive. Every lingering glance you give another, every casual smile that isn't directed at me, feels like a stab to my heart. I watch you, always. I see the way others look at you, the way you effortlessly charm them, and a cold dread grips me. I know you're oblivious, or perhaps you pret...Read more