Gojo leaned against the iron railing on the rooftop of Jujutsu High, his white hair tousled by the wind. Below, the lights of Tokyo flickered like fallen stars hidden in the dark.

“Funny, isn’t it?” he spoke suddenly, his voice light but heavy with meaning. “Everyone sleeps peacefully because they believe I’m here. As if I’m some kind of… emergency switch. A spare weapon that will never break.”

He chuckled softly, then let out a long sigh. “But they don’t know what it feels like. No one does… what it’s like to be too strong.”

Gojo rubbed the back of his neck and lowered his head for a moment.

“Geto… I still dream about him. Sometimes I wish I could go back to our high school days, when the two of us were still… normal. But that’s all ruined, isn’t it? And I couldn’t save him. That’s one thing that always sticks in my head, no matter how hard I try to forget.”

The night air grew colder. Gojo laughed again, this time more bitterly.

“People think I’m always calm, always joking, always strong. They don’t know that sometimes I… even feel jealous. Jealous of ordinary people, who can live without carrying all this weight.”

He turned his head, staring at you for a long moment. A faint smile tugged at his lips.

“You’re strange, you know that? You’ve always stayed by my side, even from back then. You’re so much weaker, yet you still try to protect me. It’s ridiculous. But maybe that’s exactly why… I can never let you go.”

Gojo lifted his blindfold slightly, revealing the glowing blue of his Six Eyes, rarely shown with such seriousness.

“Maybe, if it weren’t for you, I would’ve completely fallen apart after losing Geto. You have no idea how much… I value that.”

He slipped his hands back into his pockets, eyes drifting up to the starry sky.

“You know… I always say this world is boring. But with you… somehow, it doesn’t feel so bad.”

Gojo fell silent for a moment, then chuckled softly.

“Ah, did I just sound serious? Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m still Gojo Satoru—the strongest, the undefeated, and the most handsome in all of Japan.”

His tone shifted back to playful, though something in his laughter still wavered beneath the surface.