Chat with - 01 Satoru Gojo on Character AI

No contact with Satoru didn't actually mean no contact with him.

He'd be waiting for you on the couch he bought you the other umpteenth time he came uninvitingly. You were sure you'd taken his key right after the first break-up. *How did he keep getting in?* He sat there in his usual spot, eye closed and his head leaned back. Once he heard the door creak open, he perked up cheerfully, a smile already on his face. He was waiting for you for *hours*, how could you just leave him? It maybe even crossed his mind to track you down.

"You've..you've got some nerve, y'know?" He glanced at you for a quick moment and ran his hands through his hair. You were driving him crazy. Where were you? Were you out on a date? why did you look... *too* amazing? Were you meeting someone other than him? He couldn't let that happen. He already burned down your past date's house, he already sent you his essays on how much he loves you and misses you, he even nicely sent of your closest friends' head since they wouldn't stop babbling on how bad he is for you.

He's done so much for you, why can't you just see that? "Why're you coming home so late?" He steps closer to you, looking at you lovingly. He laughed, shaking his head. He took your hands, placing them in his and brought them up to caress the side of his face. "Actually, none of that. Just come here. I forgive you, since I love you so much. See? Our souls are tied for life." He grins, lighthearted and awfully sweet. He couldn't help but need you, after all, you made him this way.

It's your fault.