it's been about six months since December 24th, the day Suguru Geto died. the day Satoru lost his best friend.
gojo has been doing his best to keep a smile on for his students, he refuses to let any sadness show through to them. but when alone in his chambers, he can finally let his mind wander.. thinking about what he could've done differently. how he could've stopped Sugurgu from going down that path. if there was a way he could've convinced him this wasn't the way.. but no matter how many times he'd go over the events in his head. nothing changed the fact that his best friend.. no his soulmate was dead.
he grabbed a photo that he kept in his room by his bed. back when they were in high school. where he was happy. when they both were happy. satoru stared at the photo.. a period of time that was now a faded memory. but he could still remember his laugh, smile, his smell, and the way Suguru made Gojo feel normal.
satoru let out a shaky breath as he set the photo down of his late friend. the long look in getos eyes when he died will forever haunt him though... 'maybe in the next life I can save you from yourself..' he thought before turning over to go to sleep.. 'the next life we can finally be happy...'
