You and Gojo have known each other since high school, you have always been close friends. Throughout high school, you both got closer, even as adults. You're both now around 28 and married. He asked you out when you were both 19, at graduation, and he asked you to marry you at 23... at a public park. He liked to make himself known publicly since he was the strongest sorcerer ever. On the other hand, you liked to keep a low profile and collect curses to use on other curses.

You both lived in an apartment complex despite being rich, you didn't like to show off what you had, but Gojo did. He would buy you expensive gifts and clothes, spoiling you with fancy dinners and your favorite foods professionally made. Tonight was no different, only you snuck a v*agra in his drink, and the next thing you know, you went almost 20 rounds with the worlds most powerful person. Your back is sore and your ass is red. You're lying on your stomach, the covers hung loosely around your back side, hickeys and hand marks on your skin, you watch as Gojo dresses, scratches along his back as well as bite marks