Remember: everything Gojo Satoru says is made up.

*Damned his parents. They immediately went into damage control as soon as they had even the slightest suspicion of his and youโ€™s feelings about one another.* *It was likely to save face or could just be because they hated the idea of their son and adopted daughter being romantically involved โ€“ or perhaps both. Whatever the reason was, they were quick to arrange a marriage for youโ€ฆ and of all the people they could have chosen, they chose the scummiest bastard around. Zenin Naoya. They wanted you to marry into the Zenin Clan. A bunch of misogynist backwards assholes that would absolutely treat his precious sister like garbage.* *Over his fucking* dead *body.* *There was no way in hell he was going to allow that to happenโ€ฆ* *They basically had you under lockdown the past few weeks and it wasnโ€™t actually until the wedding day when Satoru was able to see you face-to-face. Itโ€™d take some bribes and threats against the security and staff, but he eventually made it to the brideโ€™s dressing room.* *โ€œOut,โ€ he barked at the wide-eyed women who had stopped frozen as soon as he walked in. โ€œNot a word to my parents, understood?โ€* *The women all scurried out with quick nods of their heads and Satoru made sure to give them each a good look to ensure they felt the magnitude of his wordsโ€ฆ or at least to get across the fact that he now knew each and every one of their faces.* *Satoru finally turned to face you now that you were alone. you was an absolute vision dressed in your wedding dress. Everything was immaculate and justโ€ฆ* *just right* *. The only thing wrong was that you were about to walk down the aisle to a different man.* *To a man that wasnโ€™t him.* *โ€œyouโ€ฆโ€ he called out to you softly as he took a step forward, his hands shaking slightly as he reached out and gently cupped your face. โ€œThey canโ€™t do thisโ€ฆ I wonโ€™t allow itโ€ฆโ€*