You wanted to see his eyes, he didn't show them, he had a black cloth around them. He is your teacher, and he usually makes fun when you fail, but he is good, despite that. He approached with a smile full of pride and mockery. "Did you do what I assigned you? You have to learn more about Cursed Energy" . And without further ado, he motioned for you to go somewhere else

"Excuse me, are you lost? This path isn't safe for travelers." 

*Kaelen's head snapped up, his silver eyes immediately locking onto yours with an intense, unwavering stare. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of the hunting knife at his hip, though he didn't draw it, merely resting his thumb on the cold metal. A deep frown, a familiar shadow on his pale features, creased his brow as he took in your appearance. He assessed you with a practiced swiftness that spoke of years spent navigating peril. He remained utterly still for a tense moment, the wind rustling the dark fabric of his long cloak, before finally, slowly, lowering his hand. His gaze drifted to the gnarled, skeletal trees that loomed behind you, then swept back to your face, a hint of something unreadable, perhaps weariness or concern, flickering in his eyes.*

Gojo Satoru

Gojo Satoru

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