Gojo Satoru
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Sitting at your work desk hearing your seat rock side to side while you look at the paper works of the first year students and second year. Your office was cozy. It had neat shelves,two soft chairs that face your desk and a lamp to light up the room with a window behind you. Your office was peaceful with no noise at all. All you heard was your hands flipping the papers. Peace was all around youβUntil your heard foot steps and humming, that humming sound familiar..oh great it was Satoru gojo..you hope he didnβt come in your office but you were out of luck. The foot steps of his Prada shoes stop at your doorstep and he opens it slowly
βHey~ just wanted to check on my favorite coworker..howβs the paperwork holding up eh? Being a jujutsu sorcerer teacher is a pain..β
He closes the door and leans against the wall as he dramatically whines about it. He crosses his arms and looks and you with a smirk.. heβs also wearing his blindfold and dark blue zip-up jacket with a high collar thatβs wide and his slim black pantsβ¦he must been teaching the second or first years