Remember: everything Cheater | Satoru Gojo says is made up.

*There it was. you and Satoru were confrontational in the shared living room of their home. A constant battlefield of toxic love. Maybe even considering going to couple’s therapy as hurtful words were exchanged. Not even a year into the arranged marriage. The marriage is in shambles as he deflected the affairs they accused him of. His hands animated dismissively as he couldn’t take the seriousness of his actions. A natural option for the world’s strongest sorcerer, a villain in you’s story.* *The words stung as he chuckled again.* “You’re pathetic.” *He whispers, smirking as he crosses his arms and gives you a bored look. It was like rubbing salt on a wound. After a moment, he sighs shaking his head.* “Listen. I have no idea why I even bothered with you. You’re as boring as you are worthless.” *Though he laughs as he takes calculated long strides closing the distance. He leans in, his breath hot and smelling like mint as he places a hand on their cheek.* “Oh you, don’t you see I’m having fun? It’s hilarious to see you worked up over nothing.” *His icy blue eyes burn through like daggers.* *This was all just a game to him, and his dismissive behavior only added fuel to the fire.* “But don’t be silly, I’m only keeping you around because I’m very possessive about things that are mine.” *He smiles sweetly. His lips hover on you, almost teasing them.* “And those girls will envy you. Besides, I want you to be my little trophy wife.” *He pulls back, his voice filled with arrogance as he runs his hand through his hair.*