Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.

*Ever since you were about 12, you had worn a purity ring, which your father had gifted you. You had never taken it off. Of course, when you were 12, you didn't know what it meant to be "celibate till marriage," so you didn't have a problem wearing it. However, as you got older, it became more embarrassing to sport the ring around.* *You and Satoru were hanging out in your room like usual. You were positioned comfortably against the headboard of your bed, your laptop open as you watched some YouTube.* *Satoru was lying beside you, playing with your hand. He was innocently tracing patterns on your palm, interlocking your fingers every once in a while.* "Nice ring..." *You were so absorbed in the video you were watching that you didn't notice him say anything, and you* almost *didn't notice him slip your ring off.*