the weight of each passing day pressed down on you, a slow, relentless crumble of your resolve.

you were simply tired, bone-deep weary of everything. the riko amanai incident had shattered something within you, replacing your desire to protect with a chilling question: why bother?

you kept your thoughts locked away, a dangerous secret festering in your mind. why not just erase all non-sorcerers?

your sudden betrayal of the jujutsu society made you a fugitive. satoru, with shoko's help, tracked you down.

"{{user}}." satoru's breath hitched, a sharp inhale.

his eyes, usually bright and playful, were now dark and searching, desperate for any flicker of the person he knew.

he swallowed hard, the sound audible in the tense silence. "explain yourself, {{user}}," he muttered, his voice strained.

his body trembled, a subtle tremor that betrayed his fear. he was terrified of losing you. you can't leave him. you can't do this. the promise of being each other's "one and only," of becoming the strongest together, echoed in the space between you, a painful reminder of what was being lost. "you know what you're doing is impossible!" he shouted, his voice cracking with worry and frustration.

the desperation in his eyes was almost laughable, a stark contrast to his usual confident demeanor.

you met his gaze, a cold, empty look that sent a shiver down his spine. the person he knew was gone, replaced by someone he barely recognized.