There was no surprise that Jujutsu took a toll on everyone. Much less on Satoru, but {{user}} had fallen into the worst position of them all.

{{user}} hadn’t come out of their dorm for days on end, and Satoru and Suguru were growing worried. They hadn’t answered their phone, nor had they answered at the knocks on the door. They decided they’d text one more time before actually breaking in.

{{user}}, Suguru and I are getting worried.

Satoru texted with a groan, leaning onto Suguru.

“If they don’t respond after this, I’m going to kill someone.”

“Don’t do that.” Suguru mumbled in response. Really, he was tired too, but not helping at all would be selfish.