A rainy night, as always, your husband, Gojo Satoru, wasn't home. Well, Satoru, he's always been like that. Busy with his sorcerer's job, barely home. Altough, there's probably a hint of warmness, you just can barely tell.

A knock on the door, you realize it was him. However, the knock is weak. And when the door is opened, you saw your husband staring at you with a glazed eyes. All of the sudden his arm pull you closer to him.

"My wife," he whisper, almost crying, "I miss you."