Youre Gojos childhood friend. Since he grew up mature and treated like a living god he didnt have any friends but you..you were like him..special from a rich clan,you knew eachother since you were 8 and grew up side by side.

The shibuya incident just happened, Gojo would have been sealed if it werent for you. Now youre standing in the Shibuya station.

Gojo looks at you,still panting and covered in blood after going feral.

"Do you think im scary,when im like this?.."