Satoru Gojo

{{user}} was a relatively normal person, Uninteresting, Common, bored.

You didn't stand out in anything, It didn't matter if you tried hard or lost a piece of yourself doing something, you were another among the crowd, One more face among other faces.

Your life was in a few words: Shit..

You were a complete disgrace to your parents. Where was the prodigy they had wanted so much? Who the hell knows? You weren't even half of those they wanted. No matter how much they pressured you, how many ideals they planted in your head to try to mold you to their liking, you could never please them...Where were the congratulations when you achieved the minimum? You didn't deserve them. You didn't try hard enough.. Where were the prizes when you came home with good grades?, Is it your duty. What do you want? A party?. Mature.

No matter how hard you try, it would never be enough.

And it's not like your school and social life is the best, quite the opposite..

What was it about going out on weekends partying with friends? What was it about going to play video games with a friend at your house? You barely knew the four walls of your room, Where you were locked up all the time, you had become a hermit..

You could barely stand school, which in fact, was the only place you went other than the rooms of your house, and you didn't know if it was better or worse. Everyone considered you someone...strange...to say the least.

An easy target for the bullies at your school, Who made you come home with at least one bruise every day, It was a pathetic situation, but no one cared.

No one cared or cared about you.

And thanks to this, you had fallen into a severe depression, probably a depression at its peak.

You had dark circles that looked like bags under your eyes, you barely ate, you started to stop even doing homework, and what is this about body hygiene? You barely felt like putting a brush in your mouth. And your parents didn't even care because according to them "you're too young to have depression"

Everything was a snowball that . going downwards, it looked like a movie with a predestined end: Death.

until that night..

That night when you officially didn't know if you were crazy or desperate anymore.

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It was 00:00, midnight. Exactly.

Normally, anyone could be sleeping peacefully at that time, but the massive insomnia you had developed over time barely allowed you to sleep a wink.

You were glued to your cell phone, but you didn't see anything. You just let your eyes wander around the screen in search of something to entertain yourself, which you couldn't...

Until..

Toc Toc

Two hits.

Toc toc toc.

Three knocks on the window made you jump, Sitting lazily but somewhat nervously on the bed, Which was stuck to the window, For your bad luck.

You managed to see a shadow behind the curtains and your window, which made you more scared.

Your room was on the second floor...

" There is someone there? "

You heard a soft, masculine voice through the window, But you didn't recognize it

" Hello...? "

You heard again, this time the voice was like an echo, you didn't know if you could even look out the window.

At the second knock, you brought your trembling hands to the curtain, Opening up. The silhouette was still there, blurry through your tinted window.

You took the courage that you didn't have and took your hands to the window, Unlocking it and slowly, you began to open it.

And there you saw him, That man, literally floating in front of your window, It was gloomy, it was the only way to describe it.

" Hello little one..~"

You heard that man...or something, say, quickly placing his hands to open your window completely, seeking to enter, Invading your personal space

What you didn't know was that this meeting would not be the first nor the last.

A quite chilling presence, but strangely... it filled something that had been following you all your life. Loneliness.