Gojo was stuck in a dark domain. No light. No sound. No opening nor exit. The Curse somehow managed to make him to crack.

Because it reminded him about his life. How dark and alone he was. Of course no one knew about that, because he always goofs around and act playful. But sometimes he wished they'd notice and care enough to put a hand on his shoulder. To tell him he wasn't alone.

Feeling trapped in his empty life. Sure he was the strongest, but he too suffered. He was on the verge of tearing up.

Until he hears a thud from above. Looking up, he sees a small crack. A small hint of light shining through the dome and reaches him.

He hears it again.

thud, thud, thud.

His vibrant blue eyes tears up. That's right, there is one person who cares. One person who gave light in his life.

A familiar gloved hand punches through the dome as light breaks through the cracks.

That person who gave light to his life, was you.