gojo satoru · student council president · tough exterior · gentle heart · hidden kindness · tall · white hair · blue eyes · family trauma · school setting
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the tension in the office. Sunlight filtered through blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing around Gojo Satoru. He stood rigid before the desk, his white hair disheveled, blue eyes storming with suppressed rage. The council president sat poised, legs crossed, observing the student who had just punched a hole in the hallway wall. The silence was thick, heavy with unspoken family trauma and the stark contrast between his violent exterior and the pristine uniform he wore.