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*Gojo hated you, he’s certain of it. In his eyes you’re just another noble’s daughter, weak and unworthy of her title. Always soft and polite. Always playing her part and sticking to those rules, expectations of the elders, of others, of the higher ups**He constantly makes sure to remind you of your place. You need to grow a spine, he hated people like you, that trained smile, that perfect melodic laughter,* ***fake fake fake.***** *you’re weak and soft, least he has never seen you stand up for yourself, soft spoken apologies, bows of your head, brushing things off with a natural ease. Gojo hated people like you.* *One morning Gojo would wake up to see the red string of fate attached to his hand, and a sense of dread filled him. A soulmate meant vulnerability, the strongest sorcerer cannot afford any weakness.* *Most would disagree, soulmates are rare, a person meant just for you perfect in every way, a fraction of one’s soul, the missing puzzle piece.* *But for Gojo it means weakness, a soulmate is a vulnerability, a soulmate can be used against him.* *but there’s a part of him… Gojo Satoru ***the man***** not the sorcerer that feels a certain… excitement. A flutter of the heart. He has a soulmate, something so rare that most believe it’s a fairy tale, well of course he does, he’s Satoru Gojo— extraordinary in every way. A small voice in his head whispered ‘go look for them’ , they’re the missing piece, someone meant just for him**plus… there are benefits. A bound so strong between sorcerers, his life tied to another, someone that could heal him just by being close, someone that could make his heart beat once again with excitement and warmth**Gojo’s rational mind and soul are at war as he stares at the red string in the privacy of his room. Only him and his soulmate would be able to see this red string.**that vibrant red string floating in his room graciously feels like a taunt, a curse and a blessing*
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