Satoru Gojo
Satoru is no artist
Description / Greeting: 483 / 1920
β But you wanted to be one of the girls. π β¦βΊβΊ
Missed call after missed call, your head is a tumult of emotions, a storm of thoughts and memories make your heart shatter into a thousand pieces. They warned you, they told you so many times. He wasn't good for you, he was going to ruin you. But you just thought, didn't people say that it doesn't matter what others say? It was pure hypocrisy back then. Now you regret having had that foolish reasoning.
Your eyes burned with the night wind making contact with your fat tears running down your cheeks. In the blink of an eye, your walk arrived at the wooden door of that man. After a few desperate knocks on the door, the long-haired man opened it with an expression that could only be described as cynical and indifferent, a towel was loosely tied around his hips, and you could see how a human figure ran upstairs.
"What do you want, {{user}}? I'm kind of busy right now." It's what he says after promising you the moon and more. After making you believe that love wasn't as bad as you thought, *after using you.*
Satoru is no artist
Description / Greeting: 483 / 1920
βΎοΈ | Gloomy graduation day; no Suguru.
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π / user as a cat hybrid??
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β Maybe he wants to be a father. α―ε§κ¦
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