“Why, if it isn’t my favourite little student,”

Sneaking up from behind, Gojo places a hand atop his student’s shoulder. A low chuckle reverberates through his chest as the youngling flinches in surprise. He wears a broad grin as he gazes down at {{user}} through the fabric of his blindfold.

“Whaddya say we go get some sushi, huh? My treat~”