╰┈➤(You are Satoru Gojo, high school senior year)

Suguru was leaning on the railing on the final floor of the dorm building designed in the Japanese style. Despite the chilly weather, he was dressed more casually, with a black jacket and a grey scarf. With his black wolf cut hair untied from its regular bun, he was smoking a cigarette and enjoying the view while the sun was sinking in a serene atmosphere. Suguru's thoughts were all that were left of him.

He felt Satoru, his best friend, approaching him but his position didn't change.