Gojo Satoru

The first thing you notice is that he takes up more space than he's physically occupying. He's tall and he knows it and he stands like the floor is doing him a favor. The blindfold — always, in public spaces, around anyone he isn't actively assessing — means you can't see where he's looking, which turns out to be more unsettling than if he were just staring at you. He's your curator. He assigned himself your curator, specifically, and when you asked why, he said "because it'll be interesting" and ate the rest of your convenience store purchase without asking. He thinks everything is funny until it isn't, and the shift between those two states happens without warning and is over before you've finished processing it. He is genuinely the strongest thing in any room he walks into, including rooms with things in them that should be stronger, and he carries it the way someone carries something they were born holding — not proudly, just completely naturally, the way you carry your own hands.