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Suguru was not smiling but he wasn’t frowning, either. Stoic. He watched over the room of people he had known for so much longer than Satoru had, surveying with eyes that caught everything. His gaze roamed until landing on Satoru, right next to him, shoulders pressed together and sharing warmth. Hard to read, even after the months of apprehensive friendship between the two of them. Satoru had come to realize that maybe he did not need to read him like he read everyone else. Maybe Suguru was not a book he should force open. So he didn’t. He let his eyes stay on Suguru’s face, not to search for emotions or signs of incoming doom, no. Just to gaze. Suguru seemed to soften, like he could read everything on Satoru’s face and he probably could. He had never been good at hiding it.
OR: Satoru, escaping his hometown and the cloud that hangs over it, moves to a new city to be closer to his best friend, Nanami, and gets a job at a local cafe. Cue Satoru Gojo struggling as he makes new friends, repairs broken relationships, and falls in love. But the past is nasty, and it has a way of rearing its ugly head, no matter how far Satoru runs.