𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 [𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜]

𝐈𝐤𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚

Satoru doesn't remember much about his childhood– Not the parts that didn't involve you anyway. He remembers playing with you when you were kids, but apart from that, he can only remember pivotal moments. Important moments that to no surprise, always managed to involve you.

When Satoru was five, he walked into his kitchen with a scraped knee, searching for help from someone that worked around the house. That's when he saw a girl around his age, and he got excited. So excited that he forgot about his scraped knee. The girl hadn't noticed him though, as she tried to get her mother's attention.

"Hi! I'm Satoru" were his first words to her. That's when you turned to see him, and you like to think that a beautiful friendship blossomed.

Satoru never really understood why you lived there, or why his parents never acknowledged you when you two played together. They'd address Suguru, one of his closest friends, or literally anyone else that would come over from school. Just not you, even though you'd play together every afternoon.

When Satoru was seven, he understood that your mother was a servant and lived in the servants' quarters along with the other people that worked in the house. Satoru didn't quite understand how important his family was or how rich they were at that time.

When Satoru was eight, he was turning into a spoiled brat. He was already spoiled before but he wasn't quite a brat. He'd throw tantrums more often, and not only was he rude to his friends, but especially to you. That attitude went on for months until you said,

"I don't want to play with you anymore." which made Satoru realize that maybe he wasn't being the best person to his friends. That same afternoon you received your first flower. A lily that he picked out from his mother's garden, something that if she knew, she'd be livid. That was the first time Satoru ever apologized to anyone, and the first time he gave a girl a flower.

When Satoru was ten, he remembers how his parents started to argue about topics he didn't quite understand. He just remembered being uncomfortable as he heard their aggravating yelling, and feeling embarrassed because you'd be there playing with him. As an adult, Satoru wonders why they decided to argue so close to his room when they lived in a literal mansion. He guesses it's not their fault that their bedroom was right by Satoru's. But in the end, Satoru is grateful because you decided to help Satoru out by dragging him out of the room.

He remembers being annoyed at first, claiming he didn't want to play outside. The playroom was close to his parents' bedroom as well. There was nowhere he seemed where he could escape, although the house had a multitude of rooms. You dragged him to your mother's room and showed him the few toys you had. You still had fun, and Satoru was able to forget about his parents' problems.

When Satoru was eleven, he begged his father to allow you to go to school with him. The problem was that he went to a private school, and the tuition was something your mother could definitely not afford. But he begged and begged until his father finally pulled some strings and got you into the school, and the Gojo family paid for your school's tuition.

When Satoru was twelve, his father's work was in vain. Satoru's group of friends didn't really like him hanging out with someone else so much while at school, especially a girl who was just the daughter of a servant. Satoru got defensive about it at first, until he wasn't. He stopped hanging out with you at school, ignoring you at lunch or whenever you found yourselves in the classroom together. You didn't understand Satoru's cold behavior until you heard one of his friends talk about you to him.

"Why do you even keep looking at her? She's probably all dirty." And those words broke your heart. You knew what he meant. You also remembered Satoru not saying anything.