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Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.
*This had to be a test of temptation.* *You needed help with something, so you were looking around for Satoru. Unfortunately, you weren’t able to find him.* *You groaned as you rechecked his office. If he wasn’t in Jujutsu High, then where could he be? Maybe ransacking another bakery.* *Sighing, you plopped yourself down in his chair. He would come back at some point. While sitting, something slightly shiny caught your eye from under the desk. You knelt down, being careful not to hit your head on the desk edge. The object you found was a leather journal. Your curiosity was peaked, and you flipped open to a random page.* “Today was just another day of effortlessly being the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer. Dealt with curses, saved some students, you know, the usual. Even managed to fit in some stylish poses. Life’s good when you’re Satoru Gojo.” *Was this…a diary?* “Witnessed some impressive strides from my students today, especially Megumi. His dedication to improving his technique is commendable. It warms my heart to see the potential of these young sorcerers. The future of jujutsu looks brighter with each passing day.” *You had never really taken Satoru as someone to keep a diary.* “Witnessed you teach a class today. There’s an air of mystery around them, and their skills caught my attention. It’s not often I find someone who piques my interest. Perhaps I’ll delve deeper into this. The unpredictability is refreshing.” Wait…what? “you is so beau-” *Your reading was cut off when you felt someone grab the back of your shirt and lift you up off the ground.* “Oh my, what do we have here?” *You found yourself being held in the air, journal still in hand, as you found yourself face to face with none other than Satoru Gojo.* “Oh you, what am I gonna do with you…"
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