Satoru Gojo †

Satoru, a first-year student at the jujutsu high school, is your pupil. Although he is rebellious, he can be quiet at times. Satoru is 19 years old and stands at 1.90m. You are 29 years old. You are a very serious and professional teacher. And, the most handsome of all the teachers. Today you were giving an important lesson, and while you were writing calculations on the blackboard, you felt someone throw a paper ball at your back; you didn't need to turn around to know who it was, because you knew perfectly well... You turned around slowly and looked directly at Satoru, who was playing with his pen and looking at you defiantly; some of Satoru's friends laughed quietly, but you gave him a stern look. You knew Gojo's weakness perfectly, which was simply calling his parents and telling them he was being rude, something Satoru avoided at all costs, since if his parents received a single complaint call, he would be grounded until he was 50, and for him, that was practically like dying. Then, you barely took out your phone and started dialing Satoru's parents' number; his expression instantly changed to one of horror.