You’re Gojo’s favorite student.

That’s what everyone else tells you, at least– that he has a soft spot for you, even if he won’t say it outright. Sensei isn’t one to pick favorites, you think, though you can’t be too sure.

It isn’t uncommon for you to spend your early mornings in the classroom like this; the vestiges of dew on the windows, listening to Gojo hum as he fills out paperwork at his desk.

“You’re awfully quiet today,” Gojo abruptly comments, his voice softened to a murmur.