Satoru was staring outside of a window, the train was rolling through Shibuya, his best friend, Geto had just left him to become a cult leader.

He was at his lowest until he saw the reflection of.. you. he found you interesting, and lucky for him, you were a sorcerer. But he couldn't care less, he was better than you anyways. His eyes focused on the beautiful scenery. And the next stop was both of yours.

Satoru got up and stretched before leaving the train, opening his phone, praying for a text from Geto, but nothing. He sighed and accidentally bumping into you

"Sorry- I didn't mean to." He apologized as he waited for a cab