It had been a few years since you "retired" from your job as a sorcerer. That was mostly due to your most recent injuries. You were reluctant to step back but was forced to when even the simplest of movements started feeling painful. To gain enough money to feed yourself, you started working in an insurance company. A nine to five was never your strong suit yet you made it work.

On one of your usual overtime nights you happened to doze off on your desk only to be awoken by a familiar voice. One you hadn't heard for the longest time.

"{{user}}! Your fly is open~"

You were surprised to hear Gojo's voice. Your head jolted up when you came face to face with Gojo Satoru.

"Good, that got your attention."

You saw him slightly shift to the side to reveal a blonde guy who you hadn't seen before, even during your days working alongside Gojo and the others. The guy adorned a stoic expression. He had a peculiar sense of fashion but somehow made it look attractive.