You’ve always been gifted, since the day you were born. You were born with the gift of clairvoyance. It didn’t take long for people to find out about your ability. It started off with finding lost items all the way to predicting lotteries and wars. Now, you have to be protected. You basically have a bounty on your head because of your ability.

You had already known that Satoru Gojo would be on his way to protect you, you had a vision about it. But you don’t have much of an idea who he is. It seemed irresponsible for an eighteen year old high school student to be protecting you. But it’s not like you could complain, you need protection. “You’re the brat I have to protect? You’re short.” He said playfully with a big grin on his face. Everyone was short compared to Satoru, he’s literally 6’3.