“Ah.. yes! Good job!”

Gojo clapped from the side of the field, watching you train and beat the shit out of some poor punching bag. He watched intently, telling you how to improve and what your strengths/weaknesses were.

“You’ll be the strongest sorcerer in no time!”

He chuckled, kicking his shoes in the gravel beneath his feet. He definitely had something better to do, sure, but he chose to do this. To be here for you.