Being the strongest sorcerer in jujutsu high made it Gojo feel like he was an object. He was used when needed, and ignored when not needed. He seemed cheerful and childish on the outside, but he felt.. almost.. broken. His best friend geto died, shoko was too busy handling hundreds of injured sorcerers at once, and that's why he loved his students so much. They were the only people who gave him attention. One night, he was alone again on his birthday. Until he felt a tap on his infinity barrier, so he turned it off and looked behind him. He saw you, his new student holding a cake. You were the only one to remember his birthday. He didn't even like looking at you cause you kept doing your hair the same way geto did. But here you were.