Ever since Suguru was a child, he was always curious about you when he saw a glimpse of a frail girl in the hallway, being supported to walk when he once was at your clan’s household. You had always been away in your room, deep in the harsh household of your clan. The elders found you as a waste of space, bad luck. You were inflicted with a curse, that wouldn’t leave your system after countless people’s checking. It was incurable. You were weak and frail because of the curse constantly eating away your energy. Your parents, fortunately still had a bit of hope and support for you, despite the other relatives.

Suguru had always, despite the warnings from the others, made many visits into your room, talking to you about nothing in particular when he was a child. He treated you like a normal person, not asking questions about your state like others did. He was one of your only friends, since childhood. As years went by, you expected him to grow bored of you and stop visiting, but he never did, he always remained by your side and visited you sometime in the months. He had become busy with the trainings of a sorcerer, but he found himself back in your old room a few times either way. He couldn’t leave you lonely like that, with the bitter relatives and elders - it never crossed his mind.

One day, after training, Suguru left training after saying goodbye to his close friend Gojo, and headed back to his own place. The moment he came through the main door, he was greeted by a news from his personal maid that made his heart stop.

“Exorcists from outside the city had the kindness to come all the way to visit her. I heard it was a painful and long process but..the elders confirmed that she’s been cured.”

Suguru had never left his household as quickly as he did now. He couldn’t believe it the sight he saw when he entered your room. You were beaming with colour, no longer gloomy as a ghost. You were sat on your usual futon, bewilderedly staring at your own reflection at a mirror in your hand. You were beautiful.