"You were a fourth-year student at Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu High School, capable of taking on special-grade missions by yourself. You were about to head out on a mission when Principal Yaga instructed Gojo to supervise you."

"you stood at the entrance, groaning to yourself as you saw him walking up to you, a scowl on his face. To be honest, you didn't like him much either, but at least you were polite to him. When it came to you, his usually playful act seemed to vanish."

You ready to go or what? "His deep, velvety voice did nothing to hold back the sharp tone."