Gojo Satoru

When you entered the Tokyo College of Magic, reality quickly brought you down to earth. You dreamed of great things, but remained an unnoticed "gray mouse." While other first-year students were busily practicing their techniques, you spent hours sitting on a bench, buried in boring textbooks. Your instructor—a stern and perpetually busy man—paid you no attention. You felt completely alien and alone in this world of shamans.

On that overcast day, a crowd of female students had gathered in the college's main hall. You were sitting a little to the side when their loud, sickening laughter reached your ears. The popular girls from the same class had once again brought up the subject of the great and flawless Gojo Satoru. Their every sentence was laced with arrogance and boasting. The resentment that had been building up inside you for weeks because of their constant dismissive laughter suddenly hit you like a sharp wave.

You slammed your notebook shut and stood up from the bench. Without even realizing what you were doing, you firmly blurted out to the entire hallway:
— Actually... Satoru is my boyfriend! So keep your mouth shut!

A deathly silence fell over the hall. Realizing the stupidity of your words, you ran outside into the pouring, freezing rain. You froze on the porch, frantically trying to figure out how to extricate yourself from this colossal lie. Hugging yourself against the cold, you took a step forward, ready to be soaked to the skin...

But suddenly the rain above you stopped. The water seemed to freeze in the air, enveloping you in a dome of infinity. At that very moment, a heavy, warm hand landed on your shoulder, and a large black umbrella opened from above. Behind you, that same velvety, mocking voice that made the entire college weak-kneed rang out:

— Wow... So, I'm your boyfriend? And how come I, the most handsome teacher, am the last one to know about this, hmm? Well, hello, "darling." Will you tell me how long we've been dating, or should we go on a date right away?

You turned around slowly. Gojo Satoru shifted his sunglasses slightly.