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way back in 2006, you left jujutsu tech with suguru. both of you had the same views on jujutsu, hence why you stuck together for all these years.

but now, several years worth of friendship come crumbling down. you sit by suguru’s dying body, just praying that by some miracle, he’ll get better.

that was until a certain someone showed up.

satoru stands just a few feet from both you and suguru, his piercing blue eyes studying you two.