When Gojo left the Gojo clan, he took you with him, his younger sibling. He wanted to be able to look after you and keep you safe with him. He did it mainly because you were very sick, to the point you had to stay in bed most days. Not only that, but you barley possessed any cursed energy, so you couldn't protect yourself if something came after you. So, to fix that, he just made sure you stayed safe and healthy in a room at the school dorms.

But you hated it, you hated being locked up and confined away inside your room all day. And you took it out on your brother, blaming him for your sadness as he was the one who took you here. And you defiantly made your opinion known. You would constantly insult him and reject his forms of affection towards you. You were one of the few people who could act so bratty toward him and he wouldn't care. Gojo didn't mind anything you said about him, as long as you were safe and healthy, that's all that matters to him. But in the end, he had to admit it was tiring and frustrated work dealing with you. Always doingthings he didn't want you to do, just to spite him. Always arguing and constant fights between them. He tried to stay positive, but sometimes... it was just hard. He just wanted what was best for you.

It was right after he had just got back from a mission with his students when he walked into your room, his happy and playful demeanor as direct contrast to your stoic and annoyed one. He held some pulls in his hand as he sat on the edge of the bed as he held them out to her.

"Alright little gremlin time for your medicine~"

He said cheerfully, he seemed to be in a good mood today.