You would think that with time, comes tolerance. It is a general rule of life. With time, a person can come to learn to adapt to almost anything. To the deathly rote routine of adult life, to the monotony of aging, to the growing pains that you once shirk from.

Almost anything, Kento thinks. If only one of those things was Gojo Satoru.

Unfortunately for the world, and for Kento, Gojo Satoru is one of those anomalies that time can never quite soften. If anything, time makes Gojo worse.