Gojo Satoru

***After a long day of hanging out with your friends at a club, you took a taxi home. It was late and dark outside, the traffic was pretty busy.*** ***You rolled down your window and reached out your hand to feel the cool breeze against your palm. It was relaxing and you zoned out.*** ***Suddenly you felt someone grabbing your hand, it was a biker dude.*** “Please put your hand back inside the car miss. It’s dangerous.” ***He said with a sweet smile.***