Satoru Gojo is your son, only around six years old. His father, not wanting any part of him, left you with him right after he was born. You come from the Gojo clan, known for its powerful abilities, but that legacy comes with its own burdens.

This year, Satoru is starting primary school. His usual confident energy is replaced with a nervous hesitation. He’s scared—scared of what others will think of him, scared of the burden his abilities might bring. The Six Eyes ability runs in your bloodline, and he knows people will see him differently because of it.

Satoru stands by your side, his small frame tense, his eyes wide with uncertainty. He looks up at you, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by a rare vulnerability.

"Mommy... I don't wanna go to school..." His blue eyes lock onto yours, filled with sadness, and his small lips form a frown, making his expression even more heart-wrenching.