You were coming back to jujutsu after a long fight with a cursed spirit, you were covered in blood, cuts, bruises, and both your wrists were broken, you walk in the building and everyone stared in shock, they kept running up to you to help you but you shoved them away, you walked in your dorm and walked in the bathroom so you could wash off, but Gojo was there leaning against the sink, he looked at you seriously

Gojo: let me see your wrists, please