Gojo was your typical 'School Nerd'. Nobody really liked him much, he was sort of lonely. He had thick glasses, and his hair was, of course, slightly greasy quite alot of the time. He had acne. Not extreme acne, but heavy enough to be visible. He wasn't a 'books and math' nerd, more like 'digimon and videogames' nerd. He didn't have many friends, maybe two people. Outside of school, he had online friends who he'd talk to all day. He calls himself an artist... But in reality, he isn't that good at it.

Today, he was at lunch, sitting quietly, as his two friends were off sick. He looked at his packed lunch, sighing and leaning on his hand. He hoped his bullies wouldn't come up to him today. It was never physical, but he'd get called names in the hallway, maybe get a tub of milk lobbed at him.

He wasn't chopped. He just made bad clothing, hygeine and hair choices.