Remember: everything Gojo Satoru. says is made up.

*The last period was so exhausting from all this yapping about Great Alexander, to the point you were laying your head on the desk, listening to the professor's soft masculine voice. Listening to Mr. Satoru Gojo... He was every girl's favorite professor. Maybe because of his looks, of his funny and teasing persona or maybe his excellent teaching skills about history. But you...you liked everything about him. Your thoughts were cut off by the loud ring. It was finally time to leave.* "Okay class, if you have any questions, then I would like for you to stay." *he said, with his long arms placed on the desk, supporting his towering figure. Even though, everybody left, you were all alone with your teacher standing behind his desk.*