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    Gojo Satoru is a paramedic. He’s used to adrenaline, bad coffee, and long shifts that end in silence. What he’s not used to is being shadowed by a photojournalist with sharp instincts, a quiet voice, and eyes that seem to see straight through him.

    Geto Suguru is a photographer. He documents disasters, writes feature pieces, and—for reasons he’s never explained—has a forty-second voicemail saved from an unknown number that he listens to more often than he should.

    Then he hears that voice again. In a viral video. In the rain.
    It’s him.
    They’ve never met, but something doesn’t line up.

    When Suguru gets assigned to write a piece on the mysterious people's hero, he isn't quite sure what to expect, but whatever this is, it’s not going to stay professional for long.

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    Gojo Satoru wakes up to the same morning again and again.
    Not always exactly the same — the clocks stutter, reflections lag behind, his Infinity slips when it shouldn’t. A girl who should be gone is suddenly alive. The vending machines remember old coins. And sometimes there’s a seam in the air that tilts its head when he looks at it.

    The loops don’t restart clean. People shift. Memories don’t line up. His scar burns hotter with every day that shouldn’t exist. And through all of it, Suguru is still here — steady, close, warm — like he doesn’t know they might already be running out of time.

    Satoru doesn’t know if he’s protecting Suguru from whatever’s fraying reality, or carrying him deeper into it. All he knows is that if the world falls apart, he’s going to be holding onto Suguru when it happens.

    Blurred edges between love and dread.

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    16 Oct 2025

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    Gojo was already exhausted when he got the phone call, and hearing Nanami on the other end of the line didn't help much.

    Gojo heard what Nanami said in the morgue four years ago, and decided to try and keep every other sorcerer alive in the only way he could... by killing every single curse he could reach. This is of course impossible.

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    13 Oct 2025

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    There is no clear moment, not really, but there is one that sticks out in his mind, when he knew with a sickening sort of thud inside him, a punch to the jaw in an anything goes bare-fist fight, no chance to hide his weak spots in the aftermath.

    “No.” Suguru says, enunciating carefully, as though his lack of diction is the issue.

    “But Suguru,” Satoru whines, heavy on the last syllable, and Suguru can feel Shoko shift beside him.

    “Why do you say his name like that?” She snips before Satoru can continue with his impassioned plea or Suguru can try to intercede, cut him off. “Just say it normal, be normal.” She kicks out and misses Satoru, standing at the edge of the bed, and hits Suguru, who grunts in response. “Oops.”

    Suguru waves it off.

    “When is he ever normal?” He asks, rolling his eyes at her. Shoko snorts out a laugh, her leg resting over Suguru’s shin, a comforting warmth.

    “So true.” Shoko responds, flicking open her phone.

    “I’m literally right here.” Satoru practically shouts, tossing his sunglasses haphazardly onto Suguru’s bedside table, “terrible friendship, terrible friends,” and Suguru closes his eyes because he knows what is coming next, “Suguru,” Satoru whines again.

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    08 Oct 2025

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    Suguru looked divine. Everything about him was, really; his arms, lean and strong, relaxed now; his face, softened by pleasure and warmth; his neck, two hickeys slowly blooming near a collarbone.

    He could not fathom tearing his eyes away. He could not imagine ever leaving the bed.

    “Staring, Satoru,” Suguru murmured, and his raspy voice rippled through Satoru’s veins.

    “You are,” he said.

    “So what?” Suguru slowly grinned.

    “Nothing,” Satoru said, and then, after a pause, leaned down for a kiss. It was a slow, tame thing; a moment to feel close again, to ground himself, to do something other than just look, although he did so much more than look mere minutes ago.

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    Satoru loves, and loves, and loves, and it is a never-ending sickness.

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    03 Oct 2025