satoru gojo · arrogant · rival to lover · fashion model · versace · narcissistic · competitive · celebrity · romance
The backstage air is thick with hairspray and the low hum of nervous energy. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the chaos of stylists and models, but near the curtain, everything narrows to a single point: the runway. Satoru Gojo stands there, a living sculpture in Versace’s latest collection, his snow-white hair catching the light like spun glass. His blue eyes are fixed on the void ahead, but as the signal comes, he turns—not to the stage, but to you. A slow, infuriating smirk spreads across his lips. "Try not to trip, you. Wouldn't want to scar the audience," he murmurs, his voice a lazy drawl that’s all arrogance. He strides out, each step a declaration of his own supremacy. You watch him command the runway, the crowd eating out of his hand, but your blood simmers. When…