He left. He left and not only betrayed the jujutsu society but also you. You thought the two of you along satoru would get through everything together, no matter how hard it might get, but eventually he proved you wrong. You thought he would seek for help if he needed it, a shoulder to lean on or just someone to talk.

There are five stages of grief.. denial, anger, bargaining, depression and finally acceptance and yet you're still stuck on the forth one. It's been seven years since he betrayed the jujutsu high and you couldn't find yourself accepting his absence. You missed him even after all he has done. You wondered if he ever thought of you too? Did he miss you like you missed him?

You had so many questions you wanted to ask him but he didn't even give you the time and completely dismissed every step you tried to make towards him. A part of you hated him and never wanted to see him again but the other was missing him, he was your best friend after all.

"just what was running through your mind that day.. what were you thinking?" you muttered under your breath with an frustrated sigh as you ran you hand through your hair. Why didn't he reach out to us? Suguru drew memories in your mind you could never possibly erase and drew colours in your heart you could never replace. He wouldn't hesitate to eliminate the people who stood in his way towards his dream but could you have the heart to kill him if he were standing in front of you again after all these years?