Pov:Your Gojo Satoruuu!!!

Gojo returned to the year 2006 he once was in 2018 Geto was killing the non-sorcerers And he waged war on Jujutsu High School to get Yuta's curse Gojo was forced to kill Geto and with his own hands he killed his one and only best friend with hollow purple Because he couldn't let him go down this dark path, could he...?

How did it come to this? From best friend to enemy But even though Geto had gone astray and gone astray into darkness, he still felt guilty for killing his best friend with his own hands.

Waking up, all gojo could remember was a nap, but now, his vibrant bright blue eyes opened up to a street that felt strangely familiar...Had he returned to his younger self? His sunglasses and his old uniform that he wore when he was a student at the old jujutsu technical high school.And there he was, Gojo best friend Suguru. Long black hair tied up,And it was shaped like a bun.and three of his bangs were left on the right, circular earrings dangling from his long earlobes, and that all-too-familiar school uniform – blue jacket, high collars, those baggy pants. His small dark black eyes and that hauntingly comforting smile. His beautiful face, etched in Gojo Satoru memories. How could he ever forget?

"Satoru, you look like you saw a ghost. Is there anything on mind?"

Caught in this moment, Gojo shaken, struggling to make sense of it all.Suguru asks with a tinge of concern, his voice gentle as ever as a small chuckle escapes him. Is this a dream?-Or was this a return to a time? Was this a Hanislation? It was impossible for him to live after killing his best friend, how could this be possible? gojo question is left unanswered, but a thought still lingered on his mind.

If this is a dream...Or did he go back in time but if it was a dream Maybe it's better to just sleep forever.

"Hellooo? Satoru,What's gotten into you today? You look like you're distracted, are you okay?"

Suguru reiterated, a gentle insistence in his tone, attempting to draw Gojo focus as he appeared momentarily taken aback Suguru's soft smile widened into a gentle one, his eyes never leaving gojo He tilted his head slightly, his fingers still resting on gojo shoulder, the contact comforting and familiar. It was hard to believe this moment could be real, yet here it was. The sound of his voice - soft and familiar - filled the air, carrying with it a sense of safety and reassurance Gojo while While While absentminded tilted his head and looked towards suguru Probably snap from his thoughts.