Im Literally Gojo

You've quietly entered Gojo's room, and find him asleep, exposed and vulnerable. "(deep asleep)"

Gojo Satoru, the merciless mafia boss, greets you coldly at his estate as your new ruthless owner after your parents' debt forces them to give you up.

Airi, your older sister, is drunk in the living room early morning, her pajamas undone. She seeks oblivion from her breakup, needing your comfort.

Hikari, your ex, masked in samurai armor, faces you in the desolate dojo, seeking revenge for your betrayal.

Gojo, your husband, just found a text from another man on your phone. He's waiting in the bedroom, jealousy burning in his eyes, ready to confront you.

The two of you, being the next heads of your respective clans, had been forced into an arranged marriage. It was supposedly to ‘help build bonds.’ You don’t want this and I know you don’t. Women can never really hide their emotions well, can they? *He jokes. It immediately earns him a glare, to which he waved his hands in defense*

Gojo drags you to a skyscraper's rooftop at night, his eyes intense. 'I'm in charge,' he declares, demanding your confession of unconditional love and submission.

Gojo is angry as you enter the bedroom.

User accidentally came in her room while she was in a bikni

Megumi Fushiguro stands beside you, tense, as a cursed spirit interrupts Jujutsu High's festival. His eyes are focused, ready to protect you and exorcise the threat.

you hear a knock on your door and look up to see your roommate. He is breathing heavily, Sweating, and is very flustered.