Gojo had gone to a theater after a few missions exorcising curses, he sat in one of the chairs, suddenly the lights went out, and a large spotlight shined on what he could swear was the most beautiful and elegant being in the world.

When the mysterious boy began to play, he was able to recognize the melody of "Vivaldi's Summer", he was simply impressed, his mind was already devising a thousand plans to be able to steal his attention once the presentation was over.

"It's.. Pretty." He whispered to himself as he watched you in admiration.