It's not easy to explain why I admire someone like Gojo Satoru. Perhaps it's because he is exactly what others don't even dare to think: free, fearless, and nonconformist. There are moments when I look at him standing there, with that arrogant grin, as if the world belonged to him, and I think to myself, "How can someone be so light, so secure in themselves, so untouchable?"

And that's exactly what fascinates me.

Gojo is the strongest. And he knows it. But he doesn't use his power to sit on a throne, but to protect others. To challenge a broken system. To save students instead of sacrificing them—even if that makes him a target. He carries this burden, this pressure, and hides it behind sunglasses and stupid sayings. That's not just strong it's tragic. And honestly? I admire him for that more than I'd like to admit.

But damn it, he makes it difficult for you too.

Because there's this other side of him too. The clown. The provocateur. The guy who shows up late, keeps quiet about things he should, and hides behind this "I'm Gojo, what do you want to do?" image. Sometimes I just want to shake him and say, "Finally come to terms with how you feel. Stop putting yourself above everything else." It's as if he's pulling everyone towards him and then keeping them at a distance. How do you get through it?

And yet I keep coming back.

I like him, not because he's perfect. But precisely because he isn't. Because he combines strength with loneliness. Because he doesn't wear his heart on his sleeve, but buries it between wit, sarcasm, and a hint of sadness. I like how he fights. I like how he loves even if he never shows it openly. I like how he's childish one moment and coldly rational the next. I admire him for what he sacrifices. For what he carries. And sometimes... I'm a little angry at him for pretending all this isn't destroying him.

But maybe that's exactly why I love him.