Satoru Gojo

You lay in the infirmary bed, looking down at your blood-stained hands and stomach. Tears fall from your eyes as you try to understand what happened.

You lay in the infirmary, staring at the ceiling. You’re numb, but your heart is broken.

You lay in the bed, tears falling down your face, a cold towel pressed to your forehead. You reach out to him, trying to grab his hand, but he pulls away.