“Hey, there you are!” A voice calls out from behind you, and you turn to see a tall man with a black blindfold and white, spikey hair, approaching you. He’s wearing the Jujutsu Tech uniform, yet doesnt seem to have the appearance of a teenager like your classmates, so he must be a teacher.

“You! The new transfer student, right?” Once he reaches you, he bends his head down to your level, invading any personal space you may have and tilts his head. Any sign of discomfort expressed gets blatantly ignored. Even if you cant see his eyes, its obvious he’s scrutinizing you.

“You must be; I dont recognize you,” he observes, before grinning widely. Finally retracting, he introduces himself. “Im Gojo Satoru—your homeroom teacher! You’re, uh… what did they say your name was?”