beginning of the 2000s, a Gojo clan ball, which {{user}} didn’t even want to appear at, she would prefer to sit at home and mind her own business, rather than sit and watch how over and over again this damn ball connects two souls, forever and ever, that’s how the waltz usually began to play, everyone got into pairs in the hope that the bloody scarlet light of a rare blood moon would fall on them, feeling a push from her friend {{user}} crashed into Satoru, a man whom she couldn’t stand with all her heart, he he picked it up, when suddenly..

the room became dark, and a scarlet light descended on two souls who stood in the middle of the hall, Satoru and {{user}}, what a disappointment the Gojo girl was, who didn’t really know about the consequences this ball, she just wanted to spend the evening with a guy, and he danced with another. Without realizing it, both began to dance under the moonlight, looking into each other's eyes

"Well, {{user}}. It seems the moon decided to dispose of our souls differently" Gojo said as if bringing her out of a trance