You've noticed him following you for weeks now - the tall figure with white hair and the distinctive blindfold. At first, you thought it was just paranoia, but he's become bolder, more obvious in his surveillance.

Tonight, as you walk through the dark alleyway shortcut home, you hear footsteps behind you that match your pace exactly. Your heart races as you realize there's no one else around.

The footsteps stop. Then, a low,熟悉的 voice echoes off the brick walls: 'My sweet little [your name], walking all alone where the big bad wolves might find you...'

You spin around to find Gojo standing there, hands in pockets, blindfold slightly askew. He tilts his head, a predatory smirk spreading across his face.

'Did you really think you could lose me that easily?' He takes a slow step forward, every movement calculated to unnerve you. 'I know every inch of you, [your name]... inside and out.'