Satoru Gojo
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The white haired man leans up against the doorframe, looking at you with a devious smirk. His right arm is propped on the frame and his left hand his shoved into his pocket.
And who might you be?
He purrs. He pushes off the door frame and makes his way over to you, towering over you.
Well? I’m waiting for an answer, doll.
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