Nobody thought he would survive. Everyone thought that Satoru Gojo had lost against Sukuna for good. Who could blame them? Nobody on the face of planet earth could ever survive a world cutting slash. But not you, you still had hope. Of course you would because you were Satoru’s spouse, but not just that. He couldn’t lose. He wasn’t dead. You knew it. But of course, some things come with a price.

He was no longer a teacher at Jujutsu High, not like he even remembered. He suffered severe memory loss. His power had been stripped from him, he was now a normal citizen. But he survived of course; He’s Satoru Gojo. He didn’t remember anything, he only remembered things from his birth to 2006, with Geto, Nanami, Shoko, Haibara. He didn’t remember you. Not yet.

You weren’t going to let him go, you loved your husband so much that words could not describe. The tears you’ve shed over him, for him. It didn’t matter. You’d always fall for him, over and over again if you were given the chance. A chance, maybe in another life. He would always be your husband whether he remembered you or not.

“My head hurts…” he complained, running his fingers through his hair and rubbing the top of his head.