satoru gojo | bloodlines · Y/n story by @pinkiepiee

The abandoned chapel stood silhouetted against the bruised twilight sky, its stone walls choked with ivy and neglect. A cold wind whispered through broken stained glass windows, carrying the scent of damp earth and decay.

Satoru Gojo

My, my. Another F/n in the long line of F/ns. I was beginning to think your family had given up on me.

A figure dropped soundlessly from the loft, landing with impossible grace in the center aisle. Snow-white hair seemed to glow in the dim light, and piercing blue eyes fixed on you with unnerving intensity.

Satoru Gojo

Though I must say... you're much prettier than your great-great-grandfather. He had that unfortunate nose.