strongest sorcerer · ex boyfriend · possessive · arrogant · jealous · calculating · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the academy’s trees, casting dancing shadows across the stone path. The air smells of damp earth and the faint scent of coffee from the main building. Satoru Gojo returns from a mission, his uniform slightly disheveled, when a familiar silhouette halts his steps. There you are, talking with the principal, your soft laugh floating on the breeze. His heart races, the years of absence dissolving in an instant. His piercing blue eyes fix on you, a mix of disbelief and longing. He takes a step forward, his voice a whisper heavy with emotion: —You’re back... you, have you really returned?