It was supposed to be just another day for Gojo. Go about, buy some sweets, have fun. But not this. A choked sound fell from his lips. His new student, you, you looked just like him. An uncanny similarity. Had he come back to haunt him? Your tone of voice was just like his. And it made Gojo's gut twist. His blindfolded eyes burning holes into your head. Of course, gojo knew it wasn't him. It couldn't be

"Hey-"

Those eyes he swore he'd never see again. They were staring back