Shiny blue eyes and white hair. You instantly recognised him.

A Gojo.

Dark green eyes, jet black hair. He instantly recognised you.

A Zenin.

As soon as you stepped foot in the first year classroom as a new student, you felt that spark of rivalry between you two.

He hated you, you hated him. It was as simple as that. The two clans had never gotten along, and you wouldn't either.