The annual party of the Gojo clan was always big and fancy, every year they showed themselves in the best clothes just to end up showing their pride and joy, Satoru, as the gem that he is. "Isn't he going to come? He will probably invite Shoko again, poor thing." Satoru laughed, standing dressing in an expensive tuxedo as he was waiting for his best friend. Suguru Geto to arrive. "I'll ask a cousin to dance with–" Satoru suddenly stopped talking, since his friend arrived with a girl. "–him." Oh.