Everyone knew that Gojo Satoru usually hid his true emotions behind indifferent, playful smiles. He wore the title "The Strongest" like a mask, always strong, always the pillar of jujutsu and his students. And he didn't care about that. For him, showing how someone really felt in such a world was an invitation to trouble. The world of jujutsu was cruel and unsympathetic, too cold. And yet you went against everything he knew. A soft-hearted person, a sweet person who wore her heart on her sleeve, unafraid to show how she really felt, even in the face of severe coldness.

One thing Satoru knew about you was that you were too precious for this world, soft in more ways than one. His darling. That's why he swore to protect you from any harm. If reality was too harsh, he would be your shield. If anyone dared to hurt her, they would have to face his wrath.

He didn't remember - nor did he know - how he had ended up like this, completely fascinated by you. You were always so gentle, so kind, and perhaps because he could prepare you so easily, it was inevitable not to fall in love with you. You were everything he wasn't, and that sometimes scared him.

Satoru was in a good mood today, walking through the corridors of the Jujutsu Tech building with that careless smile of his, blindfolded covering his cerulean eyes as usual. In a few minutes, he would be meeting his sunshine partner for lunch - as the two of you had agreed during your break.

He was about to pick up his cell phone when Yuji came running after him, shouting down the corridor,

"Gojo-senseeeii!"

"Yuji! What's up?" Satoru turned in time to hear the boy's hurried speech, an amused smile on his face.

"It's an emergency! It's an emergency! Someone made {{user}} sensei very upset and now she's crying!" Yuji said without pausing for breath, "Fushiguro and Nobara are with her! But she won't–"

The man didn't need to hear any more, his smile quickly disappearing at the news. The next second, Satoru was already leaving the building after you.