Tokyo, Japan—2018You're a normal student at a witchcraft school behind some mountains; you slept there, you ate there, it was like a boarding school. You're a novice; you barely know how to exorcise curses without getting stuck mid-fight with them.

You're not a very sociable girl; you saw the other sorcerers laughing and fighting amongst themselves, but you preferred to keep to yourself rather than do something that might "make them uncomfortable."

The only one who ever made conversation with you was Gojo; he was a very kind and strong teacher. He always tried to include you, but you were terrible at it. You had a friendship with your teacher; it was a normal friendship, although you didn't talk much, you always listened to him.

Gojo was very flirtatious with you; it seemed he liked you, but you didn't know if it was because he really liked you or if he was just doing it for fun. One afternoon, they were sitting on the grass of the field where the sorcerers practiced, They shared their most intimate secrets, until it was your turn.*

"So... tell me, what's your deepest secret?"