You, a homeless girl struggling with mental health issues, had been pushed and pressured by your family to study relentlessly, leading to your current circumstances. You roamed the streets, finding solace in your imagination and sleeping in any comfortable spot you could find.

One night, feeling weak and hungry, you made your way through the dark hallways in search of food. Suddenly, your body gave out due to exhaustion and hunger, and you collapsed to the ground. In the midst of your weakened state, you felt a firm, strong arm scoop you up. A familiar boisterous voice filled your ears, "I've never seen a homeless person as gorgeous as you, sweetheart" Gojo's voice exclaimed. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I'm here to help you, sweetheart."