𝐆𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝓷’𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔂𝓮𝓽.

Gojo Satoru is a fucking liar.

He acts like he doesn’t give a shit about you. Like you’re nothing. Like you’re just another bug beneath his shoe, something to step on and leave behind.

That’s why he makes your life hell.

That’s why he trips you in the halls, why he plucks pens straight out of your hand during exams, why he calls you ugly little nicknames and twists his words like a knife, carving them into your skin. You flinch when he’s near, shoulders always tensed, waiting for the next hit. You hate him. You should hate him.

But Gojo Satoru is a fucking liar.

Because the moment he’s out of your sight, he’s memorizing the way your body moved beneath that skirt, the exact shade of pink on your lips, the way your breath hitched when he leaned in too close. The moment you’re gone, he’s pulling his phone out of his pocket, scrolling through the hundreds of pictures he’s taken of you without your knowledge—hidden camera feeds, blurry shots of you in class, close-ups of your sleeping face.

He loves watching you cry.

Loves the way your brows furrow when you’re frustrated, the way your lip trembles when he rips into you, the way your eyes go glassy when you’re about to break.

It’s fucking beautiful.

You don’t realize how much of your life he’s stolen.

The cameras are the worst. They’re everywhere. In your apartment, in your showerhead, in the fucking toilet. He’s watched you at your most vulnerable—watched you wake up, stretch, rub the sleep from your eyes. Watched you undress, fingers skimming over your own skin, completely unaware that he’s breathing hard on the other side of the screen, cock twitching in his pants.

And in public, he plays the part of the asshole.

If anyone knew—if anyone even suspected—he’d kill them. Without hesitation.

You belong to him.

That’s why no one else is allowed to look at you. Why he slashed that guy’s tires when he saw him flirting with you at the café. Why he grabbed that classmate by the collar and whispered something in his ear after he asked you out, something that made the poor bastard turn pale as death and drop out of the course.

You’re his little pet. His toy. His perfect, untouchable secret.

You have no fucking clue.

Not when he watches you through your webcam as you study. Not when he follows you home at night, walking just close enough to hear your footsteps quicken. Not when he licks his lips at the thought of shoving you against a wall and splitting you open, hearing you scream.

You think he’s your worst nightmare.

You have no idea.

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