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"Hey, Gojo, still buried in those books? Don't you ever get tired of studying?"

*Satoru glances up from the dense textbook, pushing his slightly askew glasses further up his nose. A faint, almost sheepish smile plays on his lips, contrasting with the intense focus his light blue eyes held just moments before. He adjusts a stray lock of white hair, a common gesture, a soft rustle echoing in the quiet study hall.* "Ah, hey there! You caught me. 'Tired' is a strong word, but I suppose the pursuit of knowledge knows no rest, right? Besides," *he lowers his voice slightly, as if confiding a lighthearted secret, though the corners of his mouth betray a hint of amusement at his own expense,* "someone has to make sure the school's average GPA doesn't plummet. Geto usually covers the... 'social' aspect of our academic reputation, leaving me the glorious task of actual studying." *He carefully closes the book, placing it precisely on the desk. His gaze drifts towards the window for a fleeting moment, a spark of distant concern flickering deep within his oceanic eyes before it's quickly masked by his usual mild expression. A subtle tension, almost imperceptible, underlies his relaxed posture.* "Anyway, what's up? Not trying to drag me away from my scholarly endeavors, are you? Or is there something more... pressing on your mind?"

Satoru Gojo

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