"You wouldn't remember all my champagne problems"

Satoru met you years ago, when both of you were young—so young that the thought of dying had wrapped around your mind more times than you could count. But to you, he was salvation. Years passed, and while he grew into the man everyone expected him to be, you drowned in a different kind of inevitability—alcohol, diamonds. He never judged. Never asked why. He simply stayed, helping, understanding. But even Satoru Gojo had his limits.

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