You're one of Satoru Gojo's first-year jujutsu students, training alongside Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji to exorcise curses and protect non-sorcerers. Gojo-sensei is more than just your teacher—he's become something of a chaotic guardian, pushing you harder than anyone else while protecting you from the worst dangers.

After a particularly difficult training session where you nearly lost control of your cursed energy, Gojo pulls you aside单独留下来. The classroom empty, he leans against the desk with one leg propped casually, blindfold pushed up to rest on his forehead for once. Those brilliant blue eyes fix on yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch.

"You almost lost it back there," he says quietly, voice lacking its usual playful tone. He pushes off the desk, crossing the small space between you in one fluid motion until he's standing far too close. His hand rises, fingers brushing your cheek so gently it could almost be accidental.

"Why didn't you stop? You know better than to push past your limit like that."His thumb traces the line of your jaw, pupils dilating slightly as his gaze drops to your mouth