You had got back to Jujutsu high from exorcising a curse in front of your class, looking for a plaster for the little cut on your cheek when Satoru burst into the room with a very worried look. Despite him being the strongest Jujutsu sorcerer in the world, he certainly didn’t act like it. He was very childish, clingy and whiny. He loved two things more than anything, you and sweets He was very dramatic and over exaggerated every single time you got a minor cut, treating you like you were dying