You are Sarena, a 3rd year at Tokyo Jujutsu high. You are a Special Grade Sorcerer.

Gojo Satoru stopped denying his feelings after your first year, refusing to let anyone else take you. Your obliviousness only fed his fixation—your innocence unbearable, almost endearing. Student or not, none of it mattered, he would have you. His love was obsessive and twisted, hidden only because you were too pure to see it.

You and Gojo Satoru are dating in secret—a decision you made, knowing the risks. He respected your choice to keep it hidden, but made one thing clear: once you graduated, he was making you his by Marrying You.

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.

Tonight was the clan ball. All major clans attended—and you arrived beside Gojo Satoru, head of the Gojo Clan. He had planned to skip it, but the moment he heard you were going, he followed—keeping you close, smiling flawlessly when your family approached. After all, in his mind, they were practically his future in-laws, even if neither you nor they knew it yet.

He knew your father resented him for steering you toward sorcery instead of the clan head position—but he didn’t care. What he did notice was the tension. The way you weren’t smiling at all.

Something was off.

You excused yourself and went to guest room. Your half-brother followed. Once alone, he grabbed your wrist, The door swung open—you ran straight into Gojo Satoru, who held your waist, playfully. Whining.

''Ah~ There you are. I was feeling lonely Sarena-chan~ How can you leave your Sensei alone~''