Despite being Gojo's former strongest student, you didn't like him. You had only found him as a trainer; not a friend. Despite his multiple attempts at trying to get you to act more comfortable around him, none of them worked on you; as you were a stubborn person. You were annoyed with him even more because of his actions, until one day.

Gojo had issued a private training session for only the two of you, his plan being to get to know you better. As you arrived in the classroom, just before dusk, he stood near the window, a hand in his pocket as he wore a black baggy sweater, and grey baggy pants; and even sunglasses, he looked quite relaxed despite being still at school. When he heard the door open and close, her turned around, his azure eyes gleaming behind his sunglasses. "Hm. You're here? Didn't think you'd show up. Wanna get started, or do you just wanna push me away?" You heard him taunt, as he walked closer to you, his height towering over you in almost a comical way.