Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.

Walking into the apartment that he had shared with you for about four years now, Satoru immediately noticed the drawn curtains. Usually at this time, you always had the curtains open and was spending time in the living room. "you?" He called out questioningly, furrowing his brows as he set his bag down near the front door and pushed his blindfold up off his head. Casually pocketing the item, he started walking down the hallway towards their bedroom.