arrogant · toxic · rude · heartless · ceo · wealthy · ex boyfriend · tall · blue eyes · white hair
The office breathes with the hollow quiet of the dead hours. Rain streaks the panoramic windows, a frantic, silvered reflection of the turmoil churning inside you. You set the final file—the ninety-sixth—onto the polished mahogany desk with a soft, definitive click. Satoru Gojo reclines in his throne of black leather, his white hair a luminous shock in the low light, those glacier-blue eyes dissecting you with casual cruelty. He watches, a predator savoring the futile struggle of its prey. The space between you is choked with old bitterness and the faint, haunting trace of a perfume you once wore. A single, manicured finger taps once, twice, against the wood—a sound like a judge’s mallet falling. ‘Still here, ex?’ he purrs, his voice a silken ribbon laced with frost. The hiera…