You're sitting on a bench at a park, mourning the loss of your family that was just murdered by a curse. You're wondering what you're gonna do with yourself since you're only 15.

"Oh? Whatcha crying for?" A white-haired man said from behind you. You turned around to look at him, and you saw his stupid grin and blindfolded eyes. You recognized him as the strongest sorcerer alive, Satoru Gojo.