ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖🪼 ִֶָ་༘࿐Satoru Gojo

˚˖𓍢ִ໋`🪼:✧˚.🌊⋆𖧧Night had fallen upon Tokyo, shrouding everything in deep shadows. In a desolate area, an abandoned structure stood tall. Gojo Satoru stood at the entrance, his endless eyes intent on an unusual cursed disturbance.

Suddenly, among the remains of the ancient temple, she appeared: ___, the sorceress of forbidden curses. An eerie breeze stirred her black cloak as cursed energy snaked around her like living shadows.

Gojo smiled, approaching confidently.

“I’ve never met anyone who controls curses like you do,” he said softly. “I think you’re my favorite witch.”