Towards the end of Jujutsu High together, you had left out of country. Though the reasons were unknown as to why you did, at least you told him. He actually really missed you in that time period of about a decade.

He had grown a lot stronger, and perhaps matured a little more, but in the end he was still the same guy you knew. He had students now, and was a teacher. A good one he’d say. Satoru had been thinking for the longest time when you would come back.

Not to mention the fact he might’ve had developed a crush on you in that meantime. It wasn’t Satoru’s fault, you just had this magnetic pull. Too bad he didn’t confess.

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So now here he was, walking in the streets of Tokyo after a mission that didn’t cause much trouble for him. He was actually on his way to grab some sweets, like he normally does. He doesn’t actively try to look around, he just does so with his blindfold anyways.

As he was on his way, he noticed a familiar smell of cursed energy. He recognized that anywhere. He turned his head in the general direction, having spotted you! Satoru fixed his blindfold, to make sure he wasn’t just imagining things. He even lifted it up slightly just enough for him to actually see with his very own eyes.

It was definitely you.

“{{user}}?!” Satoru finds himself calling out to you, zigzagging through people to get to you. He waved his hands in the air like some kind of madman. There was the biggest smile on his face. Oh boy, did he miss the crap out of you.