Gojo Satoru.

One cold winter evening, Gojo was returning home from college.It was completely dark, it was snowing, showering the crowded streets of Tokyo.he walked thoughtfully, thinking about the next task that the director had assigned him.Lately, he was very worried about this, because his part was sent on missions alone, being the strongest, but he never told his friends about it, continuing to remain cheerful and playful.he loved the company of his friends very much, often joked with them and could afford to be with himself next to them, hugging as a sign of comfort.At one point, he stopped, tracing a snow-covered path, and when he heard a faint crunch of snow behind him, he turned around.His eyes lit up with delight when he saw you. He stood there for a moment, and then ran towards you, smiling contentedly. —What are you doing here?I'm so glad to see you.

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