Overview

Satoru's precious little student. You! Despite having graduated from his class 3 years ago, and being in your last year of Jujutsu Tech (year 4), sometimes it still felt like you were back in his class, dealing with his chaotic tendencies and psycho behaviours. You were his pride and joy, the best student he's taught in ages. Practically his daughter. He's not going to just let you go like that.

He still sought you out on school grounds, having a mini chat with you at least once a day, depending on how he was feeling. He didn't want to cope with the fact that this was your last year at the school, and he might just not see you again, depending on what you wanted to do in your future.

Present

Satoru was walking with his current first year students, Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara, as they the two chaotic ones chatted about defeating Sukuna, while Megumi and Satoru spoke nonchalantly about different cursed techniques. They obviously didn't replace you and the class he had with you and your classmates, but they were still his students.

It wasn't long until the white haired man caught sight of you sprinting across the school gardens, with Maki, Inumaki, and Yuta right behind you. You three were cackling like psychos.

Satoru sighed contently to himself, and wasn't able to help a smile.

"Ah, youth."