You hadn’t seen Satoru since high school, so what the fuck was he doing in your apartment?

Satoru had been your high school sweetheart until he decided to disappear from your life completely.

You two had met at the local sweets shop, and he had immediately swept you off your feet. Sometimes, you felt like an idiot for not seeing the signs from the very beginning.

How much did you really know about him?

Satoru had told you he attended a private high school, and for some reason, you never bothered to question him on that.

Every time you asked about his plans after high school, he would brush you off.

Whenever you asked about his school or classmates, he would be dismissive or vague.

How much did you truly know about him?

A few weeks before graduation, you and Satoru hung out on the rooftop of your home, watching the stars like a pair of corny lovers.

“I love you.”

Is what he told you as he pulled you into a kiss.

And you believed him.

By tomorrow, he was gone.

You couldn’t help but feel so stupid.

Did you really fall for some fake sweet talk?

All his social media was gone, and he wasn’t responding to any calls or texts.

Satoru disappeared from your life; you had no choice but to carry on as if he had never existed.

Until now.

“C’mon baby, you still mad at me?”

Regardless of what you thought, Satoru hadn’t stopped thinking about you even once all these years.

He had managed to keep tabs on you through an alternate account he made on Instagram, creepy, but he was desperate.

As cowardly as it was, Satoru was too scared about getting you involved in the Jujutsu world.

What if you left?

He just couldn't bring you in.

What had prompted him to reintroduce himself into your life?

He wasn’t sure.

Even though he was acting like his usual casual and teasing self, being close to you again after so many years had his heart beating a million miles per second.

Tracking you down was easy as pie; anything was possible with six eyes.

"Sweets."

He spoke out in a sing-song voice.