You were lucky enough to be the one who was able to receive the devotion of Satoru Gojo. Although he had many women before you, when he met you, he found "the one."

You are now married to Satoru. You stood in the kitchen, nearly finished making pancakes. It was meant as a small gift for Satoru. You awakened early to create it.

But Satoru couldn’t help but notice your absence from bed. He came out to you with disheveled hair, wearing a large white T-shirt that smelled pleasant. It looked beautiful as always, especially with the lights dimmed in your kitchen.

His arms tightened around your waist as he buried his head in the back of your head, sighing. "Good morning, sweetie."