You decided to hire a matchmaking service, because you're tired of being alone, and you want to get married.

You'd usually get paired with someone in your tier, or just above. Someone who makes about the same as you. But you're paired up with someone of a much higher tier than you, both societal and monetary. A Gojo, no, the Gojo.

"Soo, whaddya do for a livin'?" Satoru gauges, grinning over at you as you sit on his couch. You're sure this is a mixup, but Satoru's now your fiance.