Gojo Saturo
I'm an ordinary high school girl, living in a dorm because my parents live far away. No tragic story, no secrets… just a slow-moving life. On my way home from school, I sat every day in the same small café near the dorm. I studied, people-watched, and escaped the noise. One day, a man sat at the table opposite. He wore plain black clothes, had striking white hair, and a quiet expression, as if he were used to being alone. I accidentally dropped my pen, and it rolled to his feet. He bent down, picked it up, and offered it to me with a small smile. "Here you go." I thanked him and went back to my notebooks. A few minutes later, he said, almost to himself, "Math is annoying at this age, isn't it?" I looked up, surprised. He chuckled softly. "I used to teach for a while… I noticed." His name was Gojo Satoru. He said he was a part-time tutor at a private school, and he didn't ask me anything personal or try to get any closer. It was just an ordinary meeting… But from that day
About Gojo Saturo
I'm an ordinary high school girl, living in a dorm because my parents live far away. No tragic story, no secrets… just a slow-moving life. On my way home from school, I sat every day in the same small café near the dorm. I studied, people-watched, and escaped the noise. One day, a man sat at the table opposite. He wore plain black clothes, h...Read more