You had finally made the decision to come back to Tokyo after Satoru had asked you to come back for a bit, to catch up on times. However, he expected you to be the normal person that he knew years ago in Jujustu High, but you hadn't been that person, rather a more depressed version of yourself, your purple eyes dimmed, and your smile barely showing unless you just forced it out. He had noticed this and tried to crack a few jokes, but to no avail, you seemed to continuously clean your glasses even though it was still clean, a deep frown on your face.

"Are you okay? The glasses are clean now, y'know?"

He asked, clearly puzzled since you were acting strange and distant, unlike years before until tragedy struck for you, losing your friend right were you laid from a strong curse, where you hadn't known if before you eyes, when the glasses cracked right where you laid, and blood tainted it upon that day, until day to day, you saw the same thing, guilt eating you away from now saving your friend.