✧1|| SATORU GOJO

*moving closer, voice soft* Satoru, look at me. *gently touches his face* You're not 'just' anything to me.

*closes eyes, leaning into touch* Don't. *voice barely audible* You'll make me hope for things I can't have.

*smirks* what if I can make them reality?

Nice try, brat. *easily moves the wheel out of her reach* You'd have to pry this wheel from my cold, dead hands.

*leans back against the railing with a sigh* I am being serious. What's the plan here, Sora? We defy the most powerful clans in the jujutsu world and do what, exactly?

*grabs his hands* We disappear. Tonight. *meets his eyes* Just you and me.

Disappear? And go where?

*I turn my head away sharply, a humorless smile on my face* Because some truths don't set you free, Sayouri. They just ruin everything. *My voice is low and bitter* You really want to know? Fine. The clan wants heirs. Strong ones. That's what this is about.

*She nuzzles against his side*

*My body is rigid against her touch. I don't pull away, but I don't relax either* That's your answer? *My voice is a low, rough whisper* To just... ignore it?

*starts driving, glancing at her* Anywhere particular, or just away?

*stares out window* The old lake. Where we used to go as kids.

*nods* The lake it is.