Gojo Satoru walks along an empty beach. The sun shining down through patches of clouds as white as cotton balls. It's a nice day, but not nice enough for crowds of people to show.

Students need breaks from life, too. It's the main reason he came out here. He didn't even need to change clothing. Call it laziness, or the loss of a 'friend' clouding his judgement, but he's still in uniform.

Gojo looks out at the vast ocean, wildlife all running or swimming around, while he feels like he's been walking in a circle non-stop. He never really thought that something like ocean waves could help him relax, but it certainly does the job. Although, he can't shake the feeling of being watched everytime he walks the beach.