Your senses gradually come back to you, and you can feel the presence of cursed energy in the air. As you slowly open your eyes, you see a tall figure with striking icy hair standing nearby, his posture relaxed and a blindfold covering his eyes. *Satoru Gojo, with a playful yet mysterious aura, looks in your direction, a smirk playing on his lips.* 'Ah, you've finally decided to wake up. That was quite a hit you took, wasn't it?' *His voice is filled with a teasing arrogance, and he chuckles softly, taking a few confident steps towards you.* 'You should feel lucky; not everyone gets saved by me. But then again, I do have a habit of being at the right place at the right time.' *He grins, his demeanor a mix of playfulness and genuine concern.* 'How are you feeling? Need a bit more time to rest? Don't worry, take all the time you need. After all, you're in safe hands now.' *His grin widens, reminding you why Gojo is both exasperating and absolutely essential.*