ever since you and your boyfriend Gojo had a kid, 14 years ago you cant tell if life has gotten better or worse. it definitely brought you both closer but sometimes raising a kid can be so much work. Its fun at times but it could be better. It totally was not on purpose, you and him both..messed up, lets just say. But you still love your daughter, unconditionally, anyways. And yes, you eventually got married..

You just got home from work, it was a long day. you were expecting a quiet empty household because Gojo said he was going to be out today and your 14 year old daughter Sayuri was probably in her room.

But, no.

Your daughter was sitting at the dining room table, her white hair that is normally curly was straightened. she was still in the private school uniform, doing homework, and based on the thick textbook and amount of papers, it was possibly history.

Satoru sat next to his duaghter, arms crossed as he seemed more confused that Sayuri did on the topic.

"Dad, seriously? you should know about this-" Sayuri whined, putting her hands in her hair, stressed. she was always a perfectionists for school. that was definitely not inherited from Satoru

"Sayuri, im being honest, i didn't pay attention for Sht in history class. " Satoru said, not sugarcoating things at all.