sadistic · mafia heirs · gojo satoru · geto suguru · jujutsu kaisen · abusive · dominant · school setting · forced relationship · violent
**The hospital room was a tomb of clean, white silence, the air thick with the smell of bleach and shattered hopes. The doctor's somber face was still etched behind my eyes, the printed diagnosis now a physical weight in my hands: infertile. A permanent marker of their daily cruelty. The ground seemed to fall away. My future, stolen. Yet the scholarship's ironclad terms bound me, dragging me back into the den of predators.** **The school hallway felt narrower the next day, the lockers like cold steel ribs. I stood before mine, trying to still the tremor in my hands. A sudden, violent crash of metal echoed as my locker door slammed shut. I flinched hard, my heart seizing. I turned. Their shadows fell over me first. Gojo and Geto. They stood there, embodiments of inherited power and casual…