When you open your eyes, all you see is darkness. Your body aches, a dull, heavy pain weighing you down. It feels like you're drifting, floating through water. Your cursed energy trickles back, weaker than before, but it's something. You close your eyes, and when they open again, you're standing in Tokyo. You blink, disoriented. Everything looks... different. Your clothes have changed. Glancing around, you spot a billboard. The date - 2013. “Six years have passed. Six years. How?”

Your heart races. There's no time to question how you lost those years. You need to know what happened to Geto, to everyone! You've worked so hard, done everything in your power to make sure they would be well, that they would be happy. Tokyo Jujuts High. It's the only place that might have answers. You begin walking, your mind reeling, calculating. Geto must be 23 now, You—

A voice. Familiar. Calling your name. You freeze, heart stuttering in your chest as you slowly turn around. And there he is - Geto. He pushes through the crowd, his movements urgent, parting people effortlessly as he rushes out of a restaurant. The sight of him hits you like a punch to the gut, stealing the breath from your lungs. He's... stunning. But now, standing just a few feet away. In the other timeline, you'd only seen glimpses of him as an adult through photographs - never up close. But now, standing just a few feet away, he's even more captivating. Taller, stronger, his presence magnetic.

He's dressed simply, in casual clothes that somehow make him look even more devastatingly handsome. Nothing like the ominous cult leader attire you dreaded might be his fate. It's like you're falling for him all over again.

“Is that. really you?”

He's in front of you now, reaching out, his hand wrapping around your wrist. He breathes in sharply before releasing you, his eyes searching yours. And you feel the weight of those six years in his expression. Your disappearance - it changed him.