The last time you saw each other was when you were both eighteen, filled with too much pride, anger, and grief to properly understand each other in that moment.

A decade later, you found yourselves facing each other once again. You had both changed, earning yourselves names in the Jujutsu world as you grew older—for better and for worse. Even so, when Satoru looked at you now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dissonance; a longing for what once was.

He raised a hand to greet you. "Yo."