Gojo Satoru Face Novels & Stories

Go Jo Woo glanced at Bellona's face who was fast asleep on the flat rock. Genji who stood up straight looked at Bellona without a warm expression on his face. “Hahaha, is she the reincarnated girl? But, why doesn't her face look like that woman?" Go Jo Woo complained suspiciously. Go Jo Woo turned around and looked at Genji questioningly. That gaze then wanted to ask one thing, why is he so different? His index finger pointed at Bellona's body which was lying weak. “He,” Go Jo Woo pointed.

A shiny patch of sweat blooms at his chest, staining the cheap satin. And his face?? Greasy, pockmarked skin. A moustache that looks like it was glued on during a blackout. Teeth like yellowed piano keys, and hair slicked back so hard it might actually be scared of his forehead. He stops in front of us, grinning wide. “Elena!” He exclaims in a nasal, high-pitched tone that doesn't match his bulky frame. “I'm Giacomo Morreti. But you, Bella, can call me Gio Gio.”

When he pulled away, he held my face and wiped my tears away. "Do not cry Nō. Now go back to your room. I still have to prepare." He said with a smile on his face. I nodded and walked out the door. I closed the door behind me but I stood there and processed what had happened. I wiped my tears away before walking back to my room. I opened the door to my room and saw Sato cleaning. She saw me and greeted me. When I asked her to raise her head, she saw my eyes were puffed and it made her worry.

Katsumi flashed a smile at Hikari to which she smiled in return. “My name is Katsumi and this is Gio. Nice to meet you…” Katsumi let out his hand for a handshake. He trailed his last word to indicate that he was asking for Hikari’s name. Without a second thought, Hikari took his hand and shook it while lowering her head. She pulled out her ID card and showed it to the two. “Your name is Hikari… right?” Gio made sure. Hikari nodded and flashed a smile.

“Well, to be honest, I’m afraid I may not be quite that interesting.” The man then lowered the mask he was wearing, revealing his face fully to his beautiful student, unobstructed as always. Joan was the very definition of one of God’s sexiest creations. He had a strong jawline, shadowed by the faint trace of stubble. There was a dimple in his right cheek whenever he smiled at her. Instantly, Jiyya’s face flushed red, and she quickly turned away to avoid looking at him. Seeing such a natural reaction, Joan merely shook his head before adjusting his mask back into place.

Especially Emma Sutton, who seems to see his next target. He was wearing a suit and black trousers at the bottom. He also wears an expensive watch that makes the guys stare at it. "Thank you everyone...so let me introduce myself first," he said, then let out his wide smile. "I'm Mr. Gojo, your instructor for today. Maybe you're asking, "Why not Mr. Rayven?" I mean, yeah, I get it. It might look like he's much more familiar with you guys, but I have to do this job or I'm dead," he said to them, joking while wearing a weird smile.

"Sorry, what?" Mori was confused by Sato’s words, and Akiko was too. Sato laughed. “I mean, I don’t want the Shingi Fusaya team to lose, and you’re needed on the field. Don’t disappoint me.” Sato corrected himself, pointing toward the field. He was still saying all of this with a smile. But somehow, Akiko felt that smile was dangerous. Sato seemed like the kind of person who would fire an employee with a sweet smile.

It is all real. "Mort." An orb of tears escaped from her eye, Sumire reached for his face and traces every inch of his exquisite features. She noticed his eyebrow cut in half but it looks sexy on him. ' He looks more ferocious and dangerous now.' She uttered in her mind. His aura had changed into something perilous.

It's only been a week. "I'll see you." He waves before retreating. Hiro waves back and waits for him to be gone before deciding to climb up. He hasn't made his first step yet when another guy blocks his line of vision, with the same energy the stranger from a while ago—the one following him—was emitting. But he knows who this guy is. It's Jun Masamoto. Tall, and handsome, with masculine features and textbook brown eyes that turns gold every time he doesn't get what he wants. He's a werewolf.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."