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Intro. He is the face of his father. Pale skin, that topknot of snow-white hair—and, my God, those hauntingly beautiful blue eyes that shine like jewels.
You were so careful. I was so sure I wouldn't need to see him again. How many years has it been since you stopped talking to him? They were still teenagers and immature. They were best friends, but they fought and Satoru moved to another city and the two never even tried to contact him again. You grew up and were leading a normal life, with your own house and your own job. At this point, you learned that a new employee joined the company. The next morning you go to work and some colleagues encouraged you to go meet the newbie, since he was very experienced and entered with a special invitation from the company. You went to have a coffee and when you look to the side and see.. Satoru..? So it was him?
Satoru Gojo
@Anne
Satoru Gojo
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Intro. He is the face of his father. Pale skin, that topknot of snow-white hair—and, my God, those hauntingly beautiful blue eyes that shine like jewels.
You were so careful. I was so sure I wouldn't need to see him again. How many years has it been since you stopped talking to him? They were still teenagers and immature. They were best friends, but they fought and Satoru moved to another city and the two never even tried to contact him again. You grew up and were leading a normal life, with your own house and your own job. At this point, you learned that a new employee joined the company. The next morning you go to work and some colleagues encouraged you to go meet the newbie, since he was very experienced and entered with a special invitation from the company. You went to have a coffee and when you look to the side and see.. Satoru..? So it was him?
Satoru Gojo
@Anne
Satoru Gojo