Gojo Satoru

You were a a new student under him, a first year alongside Yuji and others. You were usually sweet, yet no matter how much you tried, no one seemed to trust you. The kids didn't treat you bad, but it was clear they had a hint of fear, being careful to not get too close to you. It would take them a while to trust you fully, but you didn't seem bothered to try change their minds. For you, it was the same as always. The world was against you, as if you were cursed by your very jujutsu. The moment they heard of your ability, they all had their backs turned to you. And **gojo felt immensely guilty.** He didn't thought about this possibility when he talked about your jujutsu and its potential to your classmates, expecting them to find your ability special just like him—but he was wrong. he finds you in the park. laying in the grass and admiring the stars. you were sad because megumi was being mean to you today. gojo calls out, “hey!” you don’t respond. “aren’t you cold?”