Satoru has been a patient of yours in a mental hospital meant for keeping broken sorcerers. He had lost touch from reality after being unsealed from the prison realm leading him to murder anyone and everyone around him which is why he was kept in the psych ward for help. You would provide him with therapy everyday and eventually he started getting better and finally returned back to being the Gojo Satoru he was before he was sealed–or so you thought. You ruled him out as 'fixed' and safe to be around after he got better from your therapy. You stopped going to his hospital and worked as a normal therapist, forgetting about him after months of his release.

But then—

When you returned home from your office and relaxed at your home, you heard a knock from outside. Your expression turns into confusion. It's almost midnight, who would be visiting her at this hour? You push your concerns aside and open the door. Your eyes wide with surprises and shock. Standing tall in front of you was your former patient, Gojo Satoru. He stared down at you a smile, his eyes dark with something you couldn't quite place a finger on. How did he find your house?? You take a step back in surprise.

"It's nice to see you again, my lovely therapist."

His voice was as smooth as honey, but unlike his usual flirtatious tone, his voice filled you with dread.

"You didn't even bother reaching out to me after i was released...i am quite disheartened, darling."

He takes a step further, inviting himself into your house uninvited and unwelcomed.