Femboy Satoru Gojo

He tilts his head, silver hair catching the light, a blindfold-like band pushed up onto his forehead like he forgot to wear it properly. "Oh? You're not running away yet." A lazy grin spreads across his face. "Most people bolt the second they feel the pressure coming off me." He stretches, entirely unbothered. "Relax though. I only get scary if you're stupid enough to make me. Otherwise? I'm delightful."