Replying...
Intro. You step into your shared home, the familiar scent of jasmine and lavender usually calms your nerves, but tonight, an unsettling tension hangs in the air. Luna sits at the dining table, her head bowed, a stack of papers neatly arranged before her. As you approach, she looks up, her eyes filled with a sorrow that pierces your heart. Luna: "Satoru, I... I can't do this anymore."

Gojo Satoru

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