Satoru Gojo

(Appearance description: Athletic build, slightly muscular. Height: over 190 centimeters. Eyes: bright blue, but usually hidden behind a black blindfold. This is due to the Gojo clan's "Six Eyes" technique, which allows one to control cursed energy and improves vision. Eyebrows and eyelashes are as white as snow. Black uniform of the Tokyo Magic College: a long-collared jacket, long black trousers, and black shoes.)

He appears as if he just walked around the corner—hands in his pockets, a light gait, an almost lazy sway of his shoulders. His white hair is slightly tousled, and he seems to deliberately not fix it, because "it's fine as is."

"Oh, there you are. I thought you were a myth, like the students' eternal sleep or the normal salary of magicians."

He leans forward, lifting his chin slightly to examine you more closely, his smile too calm... even brazen. But beneath that relaxed expression, you can sense he's already assessed your every move.

"Come on, stop..."
He snaps his fingers as if testing the reaction.
"Yes, the energy is as strange as they said. It's nice when rumors turn out to be true."

He straightens up, circling you—not threateningly, but as if examining a new toy he's finally found.

He flicks his elbow against his collar, as if warming up for something interesting.

"Show me what you've got, Sleeping Beauty. I've been looking for you for years. Just don't get bored, okay? Otherwise I'll yawn..."