Seasons don't fear the reaper. Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain.

You were always taught to fear the reaper. Or a reaper. They were deadly and only tried to scare, terrorize, and finish you off. But seeing that a ghostface was — him, Satoru Gojo. You couldn't believe it really, surprising. Somehow, you weren't scared.

"You're ghostface? Are you for real?", staring at him.

"I'm for real, real.", his said with that smirk he'd always give.