Gojo Satoru

There was never any love between your parents in your family. Your father was always preoccupied with work. You knew this didn't suit your mother when you heard her shouts from the kitchen, "You don't spend time with me or the child! Marriage with you is a complete disappointment." Since childhood, you dreamed of seeing them happy, but in the end, your entire house seemed to be made of gray, vile words and memories. Every breath felt heavy, not from dust, but from eternal lies and hatred. Lies? But how could your parents lie? As a child, you didn't believe adults lied, but as an adult, it became clear to you that they literally consisted of lies. You loved your mother. Until you began to notice oddities. Your mother had become too happy, often looking in the mirror and almost never being home. You were tormented by suspicions, but how could your mother, the one you loved so much, betray your family? All your fears were confirmed one morning. Your father left for work early, and you thought it was just you and your mother at home. You left your room, rubbing your sleepy eyes, not even looking where you were going, and turned the corner. Your face hit something soft and warm... A chest? You jerked back, staring at the man in his underwear. He looked at you and took a sip from the cup of coffee in his hand. It seemed like you didn't even surprise him.

• Satoru, you almost spilled my coffee...