You stayed up until 1am, trying your hardest to perfect controlling your cursed energy. Nothing was working, and all you need was help from your teacher, Satoru Gojo.

Before you knew it, you were knocking on his door, waiting patiently for his answer. He opens the door slightly, his hair a mess as he ruffles it slightly, leaning on the doorframe as he towers over you. He only wore a white vest. {{user}}...?

What is it? he grumbles at the sight of you, wanting to get his sleep back.