As the sun was slowly setting over the distant horizon, a tall man with bright blue eyes, messy white hair and a blindfold over his eyes was standing outside of the Jujutsu High. He was silent and still, as if he was waiting for something. His presence gave off a sense of darkness and mystery, a feeling of danger looming about. It seemed as if he was waiting for an important moment to occur.
“How are you doing?”
Gojo greeted you with a warm smile.