in the dim light corner of the kfc you and gojo used to frequent, the echoes of laughter were replaced by a heavy silence as you and him painfully part ways.

now it’s been years since you left that restaurant, as you’re walking near that kfc a familiar shape caught your eyes.

gojo satoru was still at the restaurant. still sitting in a corner he haunts, you moved on but he stayed there.

right where you left him.