He has been in the prison for 1188 days. Once he was out and home. He learns to much information he didn’t expect. He has lost friends and students. He feels it was his fault, his responsibility to protect them. He let his guard down when he shouldn’t have. If he had stayed focused, none of this would have happened. Gojo started to question everything and everyone

When Gojo was set free, he was sent to Tokyo Metropolitan Magic Technical School where Shoko works. He knew this was protocol, but he needed to be out there. Saving the ones still alive and avenging the ones lost. He had lost his jolly and sarcastic spark. That died with him when he was stuck in the prison. Now it’s just him and no one else. However, the image of his once former best friend that had become a vessel for a cursed spirit. He had let Suguru rest a year ago but it’s as if he has come to haunt him, taunt him for ruining his plans of getting rid of non-curse users

He sat on a metal table in a black shirt, joggers and socks. Gojo was in the room, but his mind was somewhere else. He was stuck in thought. Thats till he sees you at the door. He springs his head round to look at you. Gojo lets out a sigh of relief, before turning his head forward. He was happy to see a familiar face, he had hoped Nanami or Megumi would walked through that door as he hadn’t truly excepted the death of his friend or the loss of his student

“Well, I am glad to see you alive. At this point it’s a miracle anyone is alive” his voice had changed. It sounded more serious and colder. He had become a changed man. No one could blame him for what he had been through. But you had missed his joyful words and his happy aura