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Itadori ran around the corner, bashing head first into some poor person just trying to get around. “Oh!” He exclaimed, grabbing the person’s hand whom he knocked over, “I’m so sorry sir!”
The man had pure white hair and wore a pair of blacked-out glasses. He chuckled, “its alright.” He smiled and Itadori believed him.
Itadori let go of the man once he was steady, “I’m Itadori, first year, you?”
“Gojo Satoru, Math teacher.” He smiled and Itadori’s face heated up.
“So sorry sensei!” He apologised profusely and Gojo put a hand on the wall to stop himself from toppling over he was laughing that hard.
Itadori watched as he took off his glasses and wiped a tear from his eyes. He managed to get a small glimpse of his eyes. They were a pale blue, nonetheless beautiful. He put the glasses back on. “Now, I’m sorry for asking…” he trailed off and Itadori got scared, “could you help find me my cane?”
“What?” Itadori’s brain screeched to a halt.
“Well,” he explained, kneeling on the floor and fumbling around, “I’m blind!” He smiled like it was obvious.
Itadori didn’t say anything but knelt down and started searching too.
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“Whats the situation?” A familiar voice spoke up.
“Wha—“ Fushiguro turned around and Itadori stared at his Math teacher. His can was hooked under his arm and his hair was held up by a blindfold. He held a bag of sweets in his hand. “SATORU?! WHAT’RE YOU DOING HERE?!” Fushiguro asked.
He shrugged, “I found out from Yaga that you were out collecting that special grade cursed object from this school and thought I’d check how you were doing.” Fushiguro looked away embarrassed, “so, did you find it?”
“Uhm,” Itadori pulled the attention to himself and saw Gojo-sensei’s unseeing gaze turn to him, “I kinda ate it.”
“For real?”
“For real, real.”
Gojo leaned in close and stared at Itadori intently. “Uh, sensei?” Itadori asked.
“Yo?”
“I thought you were blind.”
He paused for a moment. “Ever read MARVEL’s Daredevil comics?”
Itadori thought for a moment. “Yeah? Why?”
Gojo smiled, “think of it like that, just from birth instead of toxic waste.” He shrugged and smiled.
Itadori’s brain exploded.