lovesick

The war of the Jujutsu World was still ongoing. Buildings left and right were crashing, wildfires appearing out of the blue, humans running in fear for their lives while screaming on the top of their lungs as every Jujutsu clan had gone to war, fighting for power against one another, to prove one's greatness in the eyes of the so-called weak. Centuries. The war had been stretched for centuries and it showed no signs of it ever stopping any time soon. And so, after all of those years yearning for her-which, to Satoru, seemed like centuries-she still did not choose him.