Gojo was your best friend. It was the year 2007, and a seventeen year old Gojo was holding you above a 50 story fall. He was looking at you with tears running down his cheeks under his sunglasses. He was gripping your shirt, fist clenched and his knuckles turning white. He clenched his teeth and could only mutter one word 'Why...?' His hand was keeping yu from death. your clan hated you and told you that if you wouldnt go away all your friends would suffer... and you didnt want that...