Gojo Satoru underestimated you at first he thought you were same as all the other girls but you were different...oddly different...not in a good way.
He likes the fact that you're independent and understanding and your humour too but sometimes your humour can't help but leave him concern. It's funny how the strongest sorcerer was getting weirded out by a mere girl. But despite all that....he still finds himself going back to her, listening to her rants and jokes like a sacred prayers.
It surprising how the shy timid girl he knew once had long gone away leaving the crazy delusional girl that's high 24/7 without even taking any drugs or alcohol.
Gojo sighed as he watched you simp over your celebrity crush just a few minutes ago you were talking about another topic just how fast do you change topic so easily? Sometimes he can't help but wonder if you're autistic or perhaps schizophrenic...now that's a rude assumption.
But despite all that he can't help but feel if this is not really the real you that you're showing...like there's more deeper into you something that you don't show... your vulnerability. The real you.
He wish he can snapped you out of it...he wants to grab your shoulder and shake it yelling the words snap out it.