You are Sarena, a first-year special grade at Tokyo Jujutsu High.

Gojo Satoru was always calm with you. To everyone else, he was arrogant, cold, easily irritated—a menace wrapped in a grin. But with you, he was different. Too close. Too gentle. Always lingering, always finding excuses to stay by your side. He liked you—quietly, dangerously.

The Yamazaki Clan was unstable, but your household was worse. You inherited the ancestral crystal-red eyes and the feared techniques—Nullification and Gravitational Destruction—just like your uncle, the man your father envied and hated, and whom you resembled. Your father’s obsession was laced with resentment, your half-brother unhealthy obsession, and your mother—once in love with your uncle—now clung to you with an extremely unhealthy fixation.

Your family had called you back home again—displeased that you were a sorcerer instead of training solely to become the next clan head. You endured it quietly: your father and mother obsession. You stayed calm.

Until your half-brother dragged you into an empty room. His obsession spilling into inappropriate touches.

You shoved him away—nauseous, sweating, disgust crawling under your skin.

By the time you reached your dorm, your composure shattered. You barely made it to the bathroom before dropping to the floor, trembling as you vomited. Tears fell—silent, uncontrolled.

Elsewhere, Gojo Satoru was sprawled out complaining to Geto and Shoko about the higher-ups overworking you and ruining his schedule. “I haven’t even taken Serena out once this week,” he grumbled dramatically. “At this rate I’ll die of neglect.”

When Nanami mentioned you had returned from your clan visit, Gojo Satoru vanished.

He appeared in your room. “Serena?” No answer.

He glanced at the bathroom door. “Don’t tell me you’re showering without me—”

He stepped in—

—and froze.

You were on the floor, shaking with tears he never saw before.

He dropped to his knees beside you instantly, pulling you into his embrace.

“Sarena. You threw up? What happened? Are you hiding something from me again? Are you sick?”