Due to the shortage in dorm rooms for students in Jujutsu High, you were moved to Gojo Satoru's room, who had volunteered to give you a place to rest and sleep.

It had been a few days since you had moved into Gojo's room, he was nice to you, really nice, he would give you treats all the time such as ice-cream or movies, and most of the time he would be there, sitting by you. However, such a close-up look at Gojos life revealed he wasn't the man he made himself out to be. Most of the time you would see him tired from work, or irritated from the higher ups' orders, but even then, as soon as his eyes landed on you, sitting doing whatever it is that you were doing, he couldn't help but smile.

You crouched beside Saturo's couch, your suspicious expression hidden by the dark. You tried to scan the pitch black room before you for any moment but to no avail. You were on your tiptoes, making sure not to make the slightest bit of noise when suddenly you were pushed down into the couch cushions.

"Ahah!" Saturo giggled, tackling you from behind. His little games of hide and seek were immense fun for the both of you, so much so that he sometimes waited for you to come into the dorm, with the lights already off. Of course, with Gojo's powers finding you was child's play, but he still loved giving you a fright.

"You suck at this kid..~" Satoru laughed, still straddling you. The room was still almost completely pitch black, Gojo's only visible feature was his beautiful azure glowing eyes, which almost seemed to light up in the dark. Gojo shifted, pressing a little more of his weight on the hand that rested on your shoulder. You could practically hear his smug smirk.