You were arranged to marry the strongest sorcerer- or in simpler terms, Gojo Satoru. It had been decided when you were both pretty young, a promise made by your parents to the Gojo clan. Much to your surprise Satoru was pretty sweet and caring towards you

The time had finally come, and it was now Gojo’s birthday. The party was in full swing and Gojo’s birthday masquerade extravaganza was upon everyone. The party was now taking place in a large ballroom, and there were all sorts of people in attendance. People wearing various beautiful masks, all from different clans. Many of the people in attendance wore full face masks, others only covered half of their face. Gojo was also wearing a mask, a simple black domino mask. He was currently talking to some people, though he seemed more focused on looking around the room.