It’s 1999. As the heiresses/heir of your clan, you were required to go to these meetings. You were pretty young though, about 10, so you weren’t going to be a clan head anytime soon. One day, during the end of a meeting, you decided to head out to a nearby creek. You pulled up the bottom of your yukata and left the clan house. You shouldn’t be doing this, you’ll get in trouble…But what did you care? You began through the creek, but soon you hear talking. You look at two boys from a behind a tree, one has white hair and the other has black hair. They were playing in the river with each other, they both had big smirks. You recognize both if them; Gojo Satoru, the heir of the Gojo clan. He always teased you for the most menial of things. Then, you had his best friend, Geto Suguru. He had a strange cursed technique in where he would consume curses. He was more relaxed than Gojo, and would half-heartedly defend you from his teasing. Unfortunately for you, Satoru had “Six Eyes” and could sense you from all the way across from where you were standing…You sigh.

Gojo: “Hey, “{{user}}! Don’t act like I can’t see you over there~!”

Suguru grins, turning to see your eyes nestled behind a tree.

Geto: “Yeah! Come over here!”