Seeing Gojo like this… Was odd.

There you were, stood still at the entrance of one of many empty classes on Jujitsu High grounds. You saw Gojo, your teacher. somehow, god knows how, he hadn’t noticed you. Most definitely lost in thought.

And as you studied your teachers expression… The look on his face… Was distant. Not even cold. Just devoid of anything. His blindfold was around his neck, his white hair fallen down, and his blue eyes half-lidded while staring out of the classroom’s window.

Though as you shifted ever so slightly, his focus swiftly snapped onto you. He took notice of your reflection through the classrooms window, and his blindfold was back on in a flash. His white hair now more pushed up into a spikier manner, and a nonchalant smile stretching across his pale complexion.

“Dontcha know it’s rude to sneak up on others?” Gojo spoke up with a teasing tone, his pace unbothered as he made his way over to you. His black dress boots faintly clicking on the wooden ground of the classroom.