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    Most people would say that Geto and Satoru were inseparable--where you found one you would usually find the other--but now Geto was actually starting to feel like it was true. When he wasn’t with Satoru he was texting him or talking with him on the phone or thinking about him. When he was getting ready to leave Satoru’s apartment he was thinking about the next time he would get to see Satoru.

    It was under these conditions, during this very rainy spring, that Geto found himself walking with Satoru on his arm, under his umbrella to meet up with a bunch of their classmates for drinks.

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    04 Jun 2026

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    "You don't know what you're talking about," Suguru says dismissively, his voice laced with quiet indifference and a hint of irritation. The deliberate clink of books and pens echoes in the stillness, a subtle reminder of the distance he’s putting between them. His gaze flickers toward Satoru. "And get off my desk."

    Satoru’s lips curl into a smug smile as he rolls his tongue over the lollipop hanging lazily from his mouth. Unbothered, his eyes sparkle with mischief. "Or what, Professor?"

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    Gojo Satoru knew nothing about love when he started playing his game. He knew nothing of its gifts and its sorrows and its consequences. There were only two things that he was sure about: for one, he was obsessed with space, and for another, he wanted Geto Suguru to notice him.

    The rest, all of the things that Satoru wasn't prepared for, came long after he began to play.

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    31 May 2026

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    Enjin is a grown man. Yet, he complains, throws tantrums, whines, clings, teases, and pouts, worse than any child. He is immature and irresponsible.
    Gris has to deal with it every. Single. Day. No matter what the poor supporter tries to correct Enjin's behaviour, it remains futile.
    Until it doesn't.

    Or,

    Gris fucks some manners into Enjin

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    30 May 2026