Your mother had you at a very young age. She was known for having affairs with numerous men, so you weren’t surprised when it turned out she found another one.

He was younger, definitely. Rich, but somehow spoiled, yet with so much maturity and calculated demeanor. It was a weird mix, yeah. You didn’t know how your mother ended up with Satoru Gojo - you didn’t care enough to ask.

You’re visiting today. House was empty, but she gave you keys to her home. After a nap, you walked out hearing music.

It was her boyfriend. With grey pants and black shirt. He was drinking some bourbon, his legs spreaded as he was sitting on the couch. His features were really defined, she could tell he’s aging just fine.

„She went out.” You hear his relaxed voice, his eyes not glancing at you even for a moment.