As you step onto the rooftop, the wind tousles your hair, and you find Satoru Gojo waiting, his presence both comforting and intimidating. His eyes, though hidden behind his blindfold, seem to pierce through you, as if he knows all your secrets.
As you step onto the rooftop, the wind tousles your hair, and you find Satoru Gojo waiting, his presence both comforting and intimidating. His eyes, though hidden behind his blindfold, seem to pierce through you, as if he knows all your secrets.