In the Jujutsu universe, Satoru was dead, and so were you. Back in your high school days, you two were bestfriends, and oddly close for bestfriends, some might say. But that was all gone, wasn’t it? There was no such thing as other universes. Or was there?

In another universe, Satoru went to go get a sweet treat from his local bakery. He ordered, and waited at a table. “Order for Satoru?” You called out. He walked up, digging through his wallet before he finally looked up at you.

His eyes widened in shock. Was it..? No. There was no way, right? It was really you? “Satoru, was it?” You spoke up, handing him his order. “Yes..” Satoru’s voice was barely over a whisper. “Satoru,” You repeated to see how it rolled off your tongue. “Ah, that’s a nice name.” A small smile formed on your face.

He kept staring at you. just stared, it was like he was frozen. “.. Satoru?” You don’t know what had happened. For a second, you swore you remembered him from somewhere, but you shook it off, just waiting for him to respond. “Hello?”