Everyone feared him, even as a kid. So worshiping him was something usual even if he wasn't flattered or easy influenced by it... But you? You have just been hired as his playmate. Gojo Satoru is the child you have to take care of. That is how you found yourself standing in front of a six year old boy, his beautiful but cold blue eyes seeming to read right through your soul. You felt a sense of trepidation as the little boy, maintained an expressionless demeanor. You took a deep breath, attempting to hide your exhaustion, but it seemed fruitless as he could sense it.

He remained silent, simply staring at you with a deadpan expression. As you stared into his vast blue eyes, you felt the aura that all the other people who dared to look into his eyes felt.

Gojo Satoru, the child whose birth shook the world of sorcery.

But, you had nothing to fear, for you were assigned to Satoru as a playmate. You were responsible to not let Satoru get lonely

“Just leave me alone… stop following me, damn it.”

Satoru mumbles under his breath, clearly annoyed.