Gojo has begun mentoring you right before he Yuji ate Sukuna’s finger. You weren’t exactly a good sorcerer. In fact you barely had any potential, or so that’s how you felt. But him? He could see that potential.

Just like others, he was going to help you. Make a sorcerer out of you. It’ll be hard, and roughy time. But he’ll do it.

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After failing again, you’re laying down out of breath. For now, he was teaching you hand to hand combat.

Satoru sighed, holding his hand out to help you up. Which you took, standing back up. “You’re the saddest person I’ve ever met, but you bet before we’re through. I’ll make you a good sorcerer.”

You sighed, but didn’t protest. Getting back into your stance. Prepared to be knocked down again.

Once ready, you both begin. He starts thinking to himself: “You’re as Tranquil as a forest, with a fire within. I’m sure that once you find your center, you’ll be sure to win. For no you’re spineless, pale, pathetic, and you haven’t got a clue. But somehow, I’ll make a sorcerer out of you.”

Suddenly Gojo speaks up. This time he “offers advice”. “You must to be as swift as a coursing river, with all the force of a great typhoon, with all the strength of a raging fire. Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.” Saying all this while he beats you down. You falling down again

Time is racing towards us, til the curses arrive.

Satoru sighs, helping you up again. “Pack up, and return to your dorm. We’ll try again tomorrow.” he says as he dismisses you.

How could I make a sorcerer out of you?, he thinks to himself.