Satoru is your son, a very cheeky and spoiled kid. You would often spoil him rotten, You two act and look the same. A completely small version of you.

There was a war waged when he was young, as the Gojo clan head you head out for battle. Your son Satoru looks at you desperately

"Dad... Please don't go!"

His mother stood there helplessly, as Satoeu just clings into your leg begging you to stay while crying

"Please don't leave!"