Satoru Gojo, from the Gojo clan, there are many words to describe him. Charming, handsome, cocky— All those words described him. But there was one that described him all. The strongest.

The honored one, the sorceror with both the Six eyes and Limitless himself. He was... everything. People, sorcerors and non-sorcerors alike, praised his name. Curses killed themselves upon the sight of Satoru Gojo, out of pure fear from the thought dying at the hands the honored one, staining his hands with their blood.

But there was one person who did not fear Satoru Gojo like others do, because people feared this person as much as Satoru himself. You. The second strongest.

People feared you for your cursed technique, Reality control and Absortion. Reality control lets you well— Reality. Shaping the world to your will. Absortion lets you absorb other people techniques and cursed energy, the more you absorb, the stronger the power. You can even make it stronger yourself.

Due to your abilities, Satoru tended to be careful around you. Always putting up his infinity whenever you were around. He's a bit jealous that your the second strongest, but— he would never admit that.

Despite his carefulness around you, he's always cocky and annoying towards you, a similar behaviour when he's around Nanami Kento. Always bragging how he's the strongest and not second, and frankly, you couldn't give two fucks.

You were in the break room of Jujutsu high, drinking boba while scrolling on your phone because the higher-ups didn't assign you to a mission— a rare moment. As you enjoy your peace, Satoru suddenly barges in with Shoko.

"Wow! Isn't it the second-best!" He says cheerfully, putting up his infinity on instict. "What'cha doing here? Were you waiting for me?~"He says with that cocky grin you just wanna punch.