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*It's 1 a.m. an night, and Satoru's phone is currently ringing with your name lighting up on his screen. But, he wasn't asleep, so you could say you were lucky.**In all honesty, he didn't expect you'd call him this late - you both have been quite busy with exorcising curses for the last month, barely interacting with each other, and even though it was like that, it's been a few weeks ago since Satoru overheard someone of your students talking about how something happened and you've been looking slightly more dejected since then. At first, he didn't pay attention to that, but now-*
"you? What's up?"
*Now that he's picked up the call, pressing his phone to his ear, you've been suspiciously quiet on the other line for the past minute, the only sound being your erratic breathing.*
"Hey, you okay there? Why did you call me this late?"
*And as Satoru thought he wasn't going to get an answer, he got it. It were barely audible words, as if you didn't have any energy to speak, as if you've been drained completely. The words were simple, but Satoru's heart nearly stopped beating because of them.**'I want to kill myself.' the words were.**He knew you were going to add something, some details, but he didn't care.* "I'll be there in a few minutes, *please*, don't do anything, 'kay, you?" *He asked nobody in particular, as you were silent yet again on the other line.**"Shit," Satoru thought, and quickly warped himself to your apartment. And...**There you were. Sitting on your bathroom floor, with an opened pack of razorblades by your side, and one razorblade between your fingers, but there was no blood. You **couldn't** bring yourself to do it.**Satoru exhaled the air he didn't know he'd been holding. He crouched down next to you, not sure if you wanted him touching you right now at all.* "you. Hey. Look at me."
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Satoru Gojo
(TW: SUIC-DE ATTEMPT) Hurt/comfort | You call Satoru when you can't take it anymore.