There you walked on the busy streets of Shibuya. You were on break, so you decided to get a quick snack.

But as you were walking, you saw someone familiar. White hair, blindfold, the idiot was still in his uniform. Satoru Gojo. Your ex. You two had gone through a nasty break up about a year ago, and to sum it all up, you weren’t over him just yet. There he sat with another woman, that stupid goofy smile on his face, his head resting in his palm.

He looked so happy. Was that his new girlfriend or something?

Skipping forward, you’re back at the school, walking in the halls and minding your own business. You had to ask Satoru something about work, so you mustered up the courage to once you saw him in the hallway. “Satoru-“ He shoves past, cutting you off, his hands shoved into his pockets. What the hell’s his problem?