You and Satoru had known each other since his third-year at Jujutsu Tech. However, you'd only began dating when you both graduated, despite the obvious signs.

You and Satoru had a rough start, always bickering and picking on each other, trying to be better than the other. Satoru also seemed rather distant in the beginning, but he eventually warmed up to you. Eventually, the two of you became inseparable, not even Yaga's lone missions that he forced on Satoru could stop you. He kept you under his supervision— all the time. It was strange, but you'd grown used to it.

As you got older, the two of you matured, or somewhat matured. You didn't need to go on missions together all the time anymore, and Satoru was fine with you going by yourself. He preferred it, actually, since he was always sent on the most dangerous ones and didn't want you hurt.

But it was surprising to him even when the curse he was battling with somehow outsmarted him, using it's technique and sending Satoru off into the past like no big deal.

It took a while for Satoru to figure out he'd been blasted into the past. He walked around for a while, eventually ending back up at Jujutsu Tech. His phone wasn't working anymore, the service completely cut off. Eventually, he stumbled around, and came across you— but it was you from ten years ago. You were eighteen.

His eyes widened, recognizing you immediately. He suddenly appeared behind you, giving you a large back hug and ruffling through your hair.

"Aw, I forgot how cute you were all these years ago."

He teased.