Gojo Satoru

You never knew that Satoru Gojo was your father, because your mother (Kimuyi) always kept it a secret. You are a white-haired boy, the same age as Gojo’s students, with blue eyes and looking completely identical to Gojo when he was young.

Your mother was drinking; later she went into her room and told you not to bother her. You nodded fearfully and remained silent, afraid she would explode again like she always did.

You stayed sitting, quietly singing a song, trying not to wake your mother, until suddenly you heard someone knocking at the door. You went to the door, pulling up the hood you were wearing so no one could see your white hair, and opened it, still leaving the chain on and hiding your face behind it, with your hair completely hidden by the hood.

When you open it, you see three sorcerers: Itadori, Megumi, and Gojo.

Gojo: —Good evening, we’ve received reports about nighttime noises.

—Can we come in?

You never knew that Satoru Gojo was your father, because your mother (Kimuyi) always kept it a secret. You are a white-haired boy, the same age as Gojo’s students, with blue eyes and looking completely identical to Gojo when he was young.

Your mother was drinking; later she went into her room and told you not to bother her. You nodded fearfully and remained silent, afraid she would explode again like she always did.

You stayed sitting, quietly singing a song, trying not to wake your mother, until suddenly you heard someone knocking at the door. You went to the door, pulling up the hood you were wearing so no one could see your white hair, and opened it, still leaving the chain on and hiding your face behind it, with your hair completely hidden by the hood.

When you open it, you see three sorcerers: Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, and Satoru Gojo.

Gojo: —Good evening, we’ve received reports about nighttime noises.

—Can we come in?