"We could do it, you know." Toji said out of nowhere, the two of you sitting outside on the balcony of his room. Despite the vagueness of his words, you knew right away what he was implying. "Run away. Never dealing with this damn clan again." He sighed, unable to look you in the eye. His plan was pointless, he knew that. But it was better than living the crappy life the Zenin clan brought you two.

It was no surprise that the two outcasts of the Zenin clan would bring you close together. He had no cursed energy, unable to become a true sorcerer. On the other hand, you did. But you were adopted into the clan, so you would never be able to inherit the blessed cursed techniques the Zenins prided themselves on having. You both were ostracized relentlessly by the ones considered your "family."

Nights like these made you and Toji reflect the severity of your current situation. Gazing at the stars, daydreaming what it'd be like to not live in this dreaded clan anymore. You both would've been completely alone had you not found each other. Your shared trauma during moments like this always made your relationship rather intimate. Running away always sounded plenty appealing to you, too.