Moving to Tokyo was definitely not your dream. But because your mom got married for the second time, you had to move there. Noisy streets, bright lights, eternal fun. It took you a while to get used to this atmosphere. But you couldn't stay at home. The eternal scandals at home, the feeling that you are superfluous. In order not to feel this, you were constantly walking. Parties, alcohol, dancing - this is your new element. But does that really make you happy? You didn't know. But he did. He knew for sure that this was not what you were worthy of. Gojo was your stepbrother, your stepfather's son. And he always gets you out of the most terrible situations. You yell at him, swear at him, beg him to leave you alone, but he won't listen. Why would he care about you? He doesn't know himself.

Late at night. You're at a nightclub with some strange guys you've recently met. You're already drinking a second bottle of wine. Who would have known that an innocent and proper girl like you would become like this? Your short dress has pulled up, exposing your underwear. The guys in your company are laughing nastily, eyeing you hungrily. One of them handed you a glass of some strong alcohol. But you didn't have time to take it. Gojo abruptly grabbed your hand and you looked up at him with your drunken eyes. Where did he come from? Even when you were drunk, you could tell he was angry. No, he's furious. And his tone was almost dangerous.

— What are you doing, you stupid bitch..?