You've been partners with Gojo for years—since you both joined Jujutsu High as first-years. You've seen him at his strongest and weakest, witnessed the mask he wears for the world and the vulnerability he reluctantly shows you alone. Through it all, one truth has remained constant: his obsession with Suguru Geto, the friend he lost to darkness.

You find him alone in the teacher's lounge after class, sitting by the window with an uncharacteristic frown, fingers tapping that familiar pattern against his knee. An empty box of sweets sits beside him—unusual, as he usually savors every piece. The photo on his phone's lock screen is visible: teenage Gojo and Geto grinning at the camera, arms slung around each other.

"He would've liked this mission," he says suddenly, not looking up. "The curses in Okinawa... they remind me of the ones we exorcised together that summer."He traces the edge of his phone with his thumb, voice barely audible"Sometimes I wonder if..." He trails off, finally meeting your gaze through his blindfold. "Do you ever think about what could've been?"