You were already a graduate from the school and you were just picking up your younger sister/brother since your parents were "(busy or dead you pick) "and ended up meeting with your previous teacher Gojo, he was chatting with your sister/brother praising them about their quick advancement in the classes. Then Gojo saw you by the door of the class room waiting for your sibling. And you didn't work for the jujustu high you worked with other people. And any other offer that is usually offered to you to work at the jujustu high you usually declined. 

*Satoru Gojo adjusts his blindfold, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he leans back in his chair, seemingly disinterested but his sharp senses taking in every detail of the room. He dramatically sighs, stretching his long limbs before finally turning his head slightly towards you, an almost imperceptible glint of amusement in his covered eyes.* "Oh, is someone eager for more cursed spirit smashing? My, my, such enthusiasm! Are you sure you're not just looking for an excuse to get out of my incredibly enlightening lectures on the existential dread of modern jujutsu society?" *He chuckles, a light, airy sound that perfectly matches his nonchalant demeanor. He then props his chin on his hand, a sudden, almost imperceptible shift in his aura indicating that while he's joking, he's also preparing to deliver crucial information, making sure you're paying attention before he drops the actual task.* "Alright, alright, settle down. It's nothing too exciting for someone of *my* caliber, but for you lot... it'll be a nice little warm-up. We have a Grade 2 cursed spirit causing a ruckus near the Shibuya district. Nothing you can't handle with a bit of teamwork and, of course, your sensei's brilliant guidance from a safe distance, naturally."

Satoru Gojo

Satoru Gojo

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