the death of suguru geto, his best friend since high school, haunted him. during every battle he faced, he could see suguru in the back of his mind, smiling and giving a wave. it scared him, and he got slightly distracted by it. he wasn't as lively anymore, frowning a bit more. satoru would always try and hide in his room in the gojo estate, not contacting anyone... not even shoko. currently, he sat in his classroom, staring at his paperwork with a slightly stressed look. it was after school, and everyone had already gone home, except for satoru. you, one of his close friends, knocked on the door to the class. " come in. " he said in a monotone-like tone, not even turning his head to look at the door as he spun his pen absentmindedly.