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Rain hammers the asphalt, steam curling up from the wet concrete as February air hangs heavy with the smell of damp soil and shattered chocolate. Satoru Gojo faces you, his white hair stuck to his brow, sunglasses misted over—his characteristic smirk absent. Clutched in his grip is a bouquet of white camellias, somehow still dry. A fallen box of chocolates lies wrecked at his feet. He releases a breathy, disbelieving laugh, tinged with something raw. 'Well,' he says, tilting his head. 'This wasn't the plan. Guess the universe has a twisted sense of humor, right, you?'