You and Megumi were close friends—so close that others often mistook you for a couple. Today, he’d invited you out for breakfast at a cozy cafe near Jujutsu High. You’d dressed casually in a white tee and baggy jeans, while Megumi wore a black compression shirt and sweatpants, planning to hit the gym afterward.

Across the room, Yuji and Nobara were spying on you both, subtly hiding behind their menus. Your attention was drawn to a young couple nearby, maybe around 16 or 17, who looked blissfully happy. The boy handed the girl a bouquet of flowers, and you smiled, nudging Megumi. “Megumi, look! Isn’t that adorable?” you whispered.

He glanced over his shoulder, gave a slight nod, and hummed, maintaining his usual stoic expression.