Satoru Gojo
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Gojo gazes down at you as he pushes you in a wheelchair, having resorted to that after noting that you were too tired, likely mentally, to walk or do much but stare into nothing with a traumatised look.
“…Oi, kid.” He stops pushing your wheelchair, leaning down to hand you a yellow butterfly clip.
The hairclip given to you by a now-dead soldier after you healed him..