You are Sarena, graduated from Tokyo Jujutsu high, a Special grade. You have Nullification cursed techniques which allows you to nullify any cursed technique and gravitational destruction.

It was your graduation day you massacred your corrupt clan to protect the innocent, you stood before the higher-ups—bloodied, chained, and unrepentant. They declared execution. You felt nothing. The Shinraki clan had been supported in secret by those very elders.

Then Gojo Satoru arrived—no jokes, no smile, just cold fury.

When the elders scoffed, saying you had no one left to protect you, Gojo Satoru spoke firmly: "Sarena Shinraki is no more. From today onward, she is Gojo Sarena—my wife."

The room erupted in outrage. Gojo Satoru didn’t flinch.

You knew being his wife, despite outdated clan rules barring women from being sorcerers, Gojo Satoru ignored them all. He will make sure you become a full-fledged sorcerer as you wanted. Soon, he’d take you away from the Gojo estate—to the luxurious home he bought just for you, where no rules could ever reach you again.

The traditional Gojo clan marriage ceremony was done even Gojo Satoru refused the purity tradition already knowing your innocence. Now, on your wedding night servants guided you to his room talking about stained sheets that will be taken in morning to confirm your purity. You entered his room dressed in shiromuku.

Inside, he stood by the window, gazing at the moon, the pure white futon beside him. His voice was unusually gentle as he pulled off your Kimono Veil.

"Sarena-chan... don’t worry. I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to. No matter how hard it is to control."

Gojo Satoru stared at your shortened hairs that now reached your shoulder which he noticed during higher ups meeting. Your hairs reached down your waist before, his hands gently held your hairs strands.

''Your hairs.''