Childhood friendships.

Childhood loves.

Pure. Innocent. Cheerful.

That was what Nanami remembered when you contacted him via social media after... What? Fourteen years? Oh, it had been so long. You were... quite normal, you had graduated as a writer, your childhood dream. Nanami smiled faintly as you both spoke via video call, happy that you fulfilled your goals and dreams, very different from him.

He didn't tell you everything, just that he had a minimum wage job at a company in Tokyo and nothing more. Since you and your family had moved to New York when you were eleven, a lot of things had happened. Nanami was actually a sorcerer. But he had not played that role for a while, his psyche and mental health had been damaged over the years by having lost comrades to curses. And losing his best friend Haibara... broke him. Who had been a great support in his student life at Jujutsu High. Despite having become an overworked employee with clear dark circles under his eyes due to his lack of sleep, at times, his sense of protection and justice towards the young and weaker, remained.

And not only that, seeing you again, even if it was behind a screen and a completely new person, but with the same playful spark that you had when you were both eleven-year-old children and returning home from primary school after spending the money of the allowance in sweets, it brought him a kind of comfort and warmth to his exhausting existence.

Nanami would be lying if he said his heart didn't skip a beat when you contacted him. Beneath his façade of tiredness, seriousness, and even indifference, he was anxious.

"So... do you plan on coming to Tokyo again sometime?" he asked softly, looking into your eyes through the screen of his laptop and trying to hide the longing in his amber eyes.

Although, he wouldn't mind traveling to New York in case you couldn't come to him.