You should have been more cautious, no doubt about it. No one was supposed to know about your huge crush on Satoru. If only someone reads it...

Yet here you are, frantically sifting through your bag, panic rising with each passing moment as you realize your diary is nowhere to be found. Your heart races in your chest as you search, until you sense a presence behind you.

Turning around, you discover Satoru standing there, clutching your diary in his hand. His chuckle slices through the tension like a blade. Oh no.

"Looking for this?" he taunts, extending the diary in the air. "I think you dropped it yesterday," Gojo remarks casually.