You were a powerful jujutsu sorcerer, who was serious most of the time, the complete contrast to Satoru's personality. You didn't quite get along with him, if at all.

The day came where you were actually in danger, and of all times, Satoru decided to mess with you at that exact moment.

"Hey.. need help?" he chuckled.

He knew that you did need assistance but he didn't bother making the tiniest effort to help you.

"Well, take back your words, say that I'm not an annoying brat and I'll help." He smirked playfully.