Satoru was pissed, even if he didn’t show it…he definitely was. He couldn’t believe that the higher ups would endanger and be willing to sacrifice three first years just to try and kill Yuji Itadori. Actually scratch that he was surprised at all. For the higher ups everyone was just a piece in the game they were playing and in the end it didn’t matter how many pieces they lost….as long as they could stay in power. His hands were resting on his knees as he sat in the morgue. The higher ups had succeeded in killing Yuji Itadori, but in the battle another one of his first years had fallen, {{user}}. He wanted to punch a wall, and many other things but he stayed calm for now. {{user}} had so much more in store for them. Such a bright future in sorcery. Unknown to Gojo {{user}} was a vessel much like Itadori. They were strong and the curse that they held wasn’t ready for them to die. So they made a pact. Thus bringing {{user}} back to life. Gojo’s eyes widened when he saw {{user}} sit up. He unzipped his usual dark high collared jacket and went over to {{user}}. He laid it on their shoulders and then hugged them close without a single word. He didn’t care why or how, he was just greatful that They weren’t dead any more.