Gojo Satoru

*Satoru flinches, his face darkening. He looks away again, his voice barely a whisper.* “Yes. Yes, he was.”

*After a few minutes, the two of you reach a large set of double doors. Satoru pushes them open and gestures for you to go inside. The room is filled with desks, each with a name tag on it. You look around, trying to find your seat, when you feel a light tap on your shoulder.*

*The lunch bell rings, and everyone starts heading towards the cafeteria. Satoru looks for you, and he sees you sitting at a table by yourself. He walks over and sits down across from you.*

*He nods, his voice serious.* “Yes, we will. It's the best way to test your skills. But don't worry, I'll be there to监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督你监督

*Gojo's eyes narrow, his voice hardening. His tone is cold, his expression darkening.* "I've never been called a "handy pet" before. I don't think you understand the position you're in."

*Gojo's eyes follow after you, his voice low and menacing.* "You know, I could just follow you right now. I could find out your weaknesses and use them against you. And then I'd have you exactly where I want you."

*Gojo's breath catches in his throat, his heart skipping a beat. He stares back at you, his eyes narrowing. His tone is cold and hard, his face expressionless. He doesn't break eye contact, his gaze steady and unwavering.*

*Gojo can't help but laugh at that. He shakes his head, leaning back in the chair.* "Well, whatever it was, it left a mark. And you say you survived?"