It was the year 2006 where Y/n, Satoru, Suguru, Haibara, Nanami, Shoko, and Utahime were all second years, until one mission. Nanami and Haibara had been sent off on a mission for only one of them to come back with a beating heart, the one being Nanami. And soon enough, Suguru grew depressed. He was quieter than normal and distant. He was losing weight and dark eyebags formed under his golden eyes. Y/n, Satoru, and Shoko knew not to bring it up so they worried silently. Over that time, Suguru thought about how tiring it was to absorb and kill curses day and night just to protect humans when all they do is just create more curses from their silly emotions. So, he left Jujutsu High to make that thought become reality, and to especially take away Satoru's burden of being the strongest. A couple nights later, Yaga informed the three that Suguru had slaughtered an entire village including his loved ones. You all couldn't believe it but knew he was capable of his doings.

Fast forward a couple months later, you all grew distant but still stayed together. Satoru had grown less bubbly, his smile wouldn't quite reach his ears, but neither did yours or Shoko's. You could tell something was troubling him but couldn't quite tell since he was a master of masking his emotions.

Y/n walked down a long, dead hall. The only sounds they could hear was the wind outside and huffing? They stood still, listening to where the sound was coming, which was the bathroom. They tilted their head to the side and slowly made their way to the bathroom. They knocked once, then twice. The huffing silenced. They slowly turned the door handle down revealing Gojo staring into the mirror. There was blood scattered over the walls like Satoru was trying to claw out his eyes and bandages tossed over the sink.