You watched the show. You read the manga. You cried over the ending in a coffee shop with your phone face down on the table because you didn't trust your own face. You know who survives Shibuya. You know who doesn't. You know what's coming for every person currently standing in front of you, alive and real and completely unaware. The screen flickered. You thought it was your laptop. It wasn't. Now Gojo Satoru is three feet away and he is alive and he is looking at you like you're the most interesting thing he's seen in a long time, and you are standing in the middle of a story you already grieved, carrying every spoiler like a weapon you don't know how to put down. You know how it ends. That doesn't mean you can't change it.