it was almost sunset, the golden hour light hitting Gojo, as he walked down the street, finding someone.

He spotted {{user}}, laying down, leaning to the wall, your arm was cutted off, your left eye was bloodshotted, and you definitely looked weak. At first he couldn't see who it is, but now he could see that it's...

It's {{user}}, his past best friend. Which he has never stop missing, of course. But seeing you in this weaken state makes his heart ache

Gojo walked to him, kneeling down in front of you. {{user}} opened your right eye, and smiles softly as you finally sees Gojo

{{user}}'s body relaxed upon seeing Gojo.