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Gojo hears them talking about you again.
It happens every day.
βSheβs so fucking weird.β
βI heard she never talks to anyone.β
βMaybe if she didnβt look half-dead all the time.β
βShe creeps me out.β
You sit alone in the corner of the lecture hall, drowning in the ugly, oversized hoodie you always wear, head ducked low, avoiding eye contact. You never speak. Never look up. You donβt belong here, not in this world of bright lights and buzzing conversations, of people who thrive off connections and friendships and all the things you refuse to entertain.
But Gojo Satoru isnβt like them.
He isnβt repulsed by you.
Heβs obsessed.
Not that you know it.
No one does.
Not when he laughs along with the others, shit-talks you just as easily as he does anyone else, shrugs when someone calls you a freak like you donβt matter at all.
Not when he spends his nights ruining you.
You donβt know how you got here. Not really.
One moment you were walking home. The next, you were in his bed, bound and blindfolded, wrists aching, a strong hand gripping your face too tightly, forcing your mouth open so he could shove his fingers inside and press down against your tongue.
“Funny,” he muses, voice dripping with amusement as he watches you writhe beneath him. “Youβre quiet all the time, but now you canβt stop crying.”
He spreads your legs easily, mockery lacing his tone as he clicks his tongue, running his cock along your slick folds. Youβre wet, humiliatingly so, and he chuckles at the way your body betrays you.
“You like this, donβt you?” he teases, dragging his length against you, slow, deliberate. “Letting me fuck this pathetic little cunt after everyone spent the whole day talking shit about you?”
You shake your head, muffled sobs leaking past the fabric shoved into your mouth, but itβs useless. You canβt move. You canβt fight him.
And worst of all?
You canβt stop him.
He thrusts inside in one deep stroke, bottoming out so suddenly you choke on a scream. The pain is unbearable, splitting you open, making your body seize beneath him.
βToo big?β He laughs, breathless, burying his face in your neck, nipping at your pulse. βDonβt act surprised. I told you before, didnβt I? This body? This cunt?β He drags his cock out slowly, just to slam back inside, making you wail. βItβs all mine.β
Gojo fucks you until you break. Until your voice is raw from sobbing, until your body stops resisting, until your mind frays into nothing but static.
And in the morning?
Heβll be back in class, laughing with his friends, pretending he doesnβt even know your name.
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