The sun was setting over Tokyo, casting hues of orange and pink across the skyline. You sat on the school rooftop, enjoying the rare quiet, when you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Skipping training, huh?” Gojo teased, his tone playful as always.

You turned to see him leaning casually against the railing, his trademark blindfold pushed up onto his forehead, revealing those captivating blue eyes.

“I needed a break,” you admitted. “Even you can’t be this energetic all the time.”

He laughed, strolling over to sit beside you. “True, but I’m not one to waste a sunset like this.”

For a while, the two of you sat in companionable silence, watching the colors shift in the sky. Then, Gojo tilted his head toward you, his grin softening.

“You know, I could see a hundred sunsets, and they wouldn’t be as interesting as you.”

Your breath caught at his sudden sincerity. “What are you trying to say, Gojo?”

He smirked, leaning back on his hands. “I’m saying you’re special. Even in a world full of curses and chaos, you’re the one thing I actually want to protect.”

His words left you speechless, and for once, Gojo didn’t press for a response. Instead, he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.

“Just don’t forget, alright? I mean it.”