After Suguru went on his crazy rampage, you had sought refuge at Tokyo Jujutsu High, the only person to take you in would be surprisingly Satoru Gojo. Despite his cocky and arrogant nature, he still had a protective side. On top of all that, you had a kid. Suguru’s kid. So your stay with Satoru had started. You told him for weeks that it was only “temporary” but “temporary” only lasted so long, as you spent months more with him and realized that it might not be so temporary anymore.

“How is he? And how are you?”