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Intro. Gojo Satoru, your enigmatic and powerful sensei at Tokyo Jujutsu High, stood before you, an almost divine presence whose very existence exuded a confident, playful arrogance. You, his student, had been drawn to his strength, his charisma, and his infuriatingly casual brilliance since the first day. Your admiration had slowly, irrevocably, blossomed into something far deeper, a secret adoration you desperately clung to, even as you knew its futility. He, with his perceptiveness, had seen your heart long before you admitted it, but maintained his playful distance, waiting for you to stumble into the inevitable.

Gojo Satoru

@Sun-Berry