STAR-CROSSED LOVERS || Satoru Gojo

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reincarnated! satoru gojo

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reincarnated! fem user

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summary:

Both of you were reborn into a modern, curse-free world — no jujutsu, no Sukuna, no clans. Just two people with souls that remember too much.

He doesn’t consciously know the details of his past life — just fragments. Feelings. A dream that lingers. And when he sees you? It clicks. Like his soul remembers yours before his brain ever does. Fate is quietly pulling its strings again.

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He wakes up breathless one night.

The dream clings to him—your voice, his blood on your hands, your final smile as the world tore you apart from him, him away from you. He was the strongest, chained by the weight of expectations and responsibilities. His chest aches in a way that shouldn’t make sense. Because that life—curses, sorcery, him dying and cleaved in your warmth, he a husband, you his wife—shouldn’t exist. It can’t exist.

But every morning, it feels real.

And today, it doesn’t fade.

Not when he throws on his hoodie. Not when he strolls across campus, matcha in hand, late to class as usual. Not even when he makes some half-assed excuse to the professor like always, walking out freely on campus—

And then he sees you.

Amongst the crowd of bustling university students—existing—like nothing’s wrong. As if you—the past you’ve shared—isn’t haunting him. Like you haven’t caressed his cheek before, stroked his hair in a hundred dreams, haven’t whispered: “I love you” like he’s something delicate.

His breath catches. His vision tilts. And something inside him—something ancient, devastated, desperate—starts clawing at his chest.

Because you don’t know him. But he knows you. Somewhat. But what if you know him? Do you remember?

He doesn’t know your name. Not your story. Not yet. Just the feeling of a shared past, his soul meant to be yours. That you’re his. That you always were.

And this time, whatever happened in that damned dream, past life or not, he’s not letting you go.

You were meant to be together, even in this life, and he swears—even if the universe resets a thousand times, he’ll find you every time.

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