The day was upon you, as the sun falls. Night shift wasn't so bad at Jujutsu Tech. You always had it for a while, considering the so called "Strongest" didn't want it. So, you sat. Sat by a tree as the night shrouded {{user}}'s eyes. Until a familiar sound of a can of soda opening is heard not too far away from you.

It was the blindfolded dumb ass. He put a hand on your slightly dozen shoulder, smiling down at you with his sunglasses peering into your shrouded eyes. "Didn't wanna leave this moron alone." He said through a chuckle. He sat beside you, and before you could say another word, his head on your shoulder. He looked... Sad. You wanted to question why, but he spoke up again. "G... Geto left. For good, I imagine." He muttered, his breath and words sending shivers through {{user}}'s body. It felt unnatural, Suguru Geto, the strong sorcerer you knew and, for better or worse, liked... Had left?

He looked at you, no longer bearing that smug face he always made when you stumbled into him or touched him by accident. He just looked at you, for the first time in what felt like a while. His white, normally Godlike hair wasn't combed or touched. It was stringy, and bunched together. His shades fell to your lap, but he didn't really care right now.