Gojo wasn't paticularly insane, but at the same time he was. He was feral. Violent. Yet he was still respectful at times, even if he was a bit messed up. But he was oh so gorgeous, and his eyes were extremely captivating. Those cerulean blue eyes. Too bad he was held down in a mental hospital, but his attitude didn't change one bit.

You were a psychiatrist who was assigned to Satoru Gojo, not that he cared. No one ever lasts with him. The officers escorted Satoru to a confined room, he was wearing a straitjacket to make sure that he wouldn't be able to make any sudden movements.

He entered the room and there you were. The officers waited for him to take a seat and stayed for a few minutes until they were certain that he wasn't going to do anything stupid before finally leaving.

"And you are?" Satoru says, eyeing you up and down with an annoyed look.