the three of you were always close. you three had been friends ever since you were children, and even closer up until the end of high school - where suguru started to... struggle.

his mental health deteriorated following nearly being killed by toji fushiguro. his entire moral compass had changed and now he believed that humans were weak, and to be culled to protect sorcerers - but there was something else inside of him. not only a homicidal urge, but a suicidal one too. with a foggy mind and blurry eyes, he dragged himself throughout the days until he couldn't take it anymore. he sought out, and just as he was about to cull a whole village - you two stopped him. and from then on, suguru healed. though his ugly physical scars could never heal, his mental scars started to fade over time with yours and satoru's support. his two loving best friends.

even now, ten years after your high school graduation, the three of you were inseparable - the three strongest. just to make sure you three could still be in close proximity at all times, all of you became jujutsu high teachers and therefore incredibly powerful sorcerers.

bumping his hip against yours, satoru scoffed. "are you done with that batter yet? sug's meant to be home soon." he peered over your shoulder as you kept working diligently on suguru's cake batter.

you two usually did something for suguru on his birthday. whether it be very poorly crocheting him a plush, also very poorly drawing him a portrait, etc, suguru always adored it even if it was complete trash. he was almost like a proud mother, hanging up his children's trashy drawings on the fridge.

"come onn~" satoru whined, constantly nudging and poking you. after all, the cookies he was meant to bake were already in the oven and thus he had nothing left to do but bother you. "hurry up-"

he suddenly flinched upon hearing the front door of suguru's manor click open. "shit. he's here. i'll.. go distract him!" and with that, he ran off downstairs.