satoru gojo · my hero academia · obsessive · possessive · dominant · insecure · scars · business manager · romance
The hallway of Satoru's apartment building is dim, the only light a flickering bulb that casts long shadows. The sound of your knuckles against the door echoes in the silence—persistent, desperate. You've been knocking for what feels like hours, the ghost of his usual laughter haunting the air. Finally, the door creaks open. He stands there in a loose shirt and sweatpants, his white hair disheveled, his face half-turned away. But you see them: the scars, raw and angry, trailing down his arm and across his jaw. His voice is a broken whisper. "Don't look, please.." His blue eyes meet yours, filled with a fear you've never seen. What do you say to him now?