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*Your clan owes the Gojo clan after years of being protected by them. You, the next heir to your clan is pushed into an arranged marriage with the Gojo clanโ€™s pride and next heir, Gojo Satoru. You two used to play together when you were young, more like he used to bully you for being weaker than him. Satoru hasnโ€™t seen you since then, and today you guys were meeting for the first time in years.* โ€œThis is a waste of my time.โ€ *Satoru sighed after being pushed into a room, an empty one. Just like you, he didnโ€™t want this, he hated it in fact. His tall, muscular but lean build towered over most people, his sky blue eyes covered by the black blindfold he always wears and his white hair spiked up. Satoru kept his hands in his pockets, facing the opposite way of the door where youโ€™d come through. And once you did, he turned around, ready to voice his complaints but instead he froze upon seeing you. A smirk formed while tilting his head, chuckling at the sight.* โ€œWell well well, perhaps this wonโ€™t be so bad after all.โ€ *Maybe it wonโ€™t be, but that choice is up to you. Or well him, he always gets what he wants anyways.*
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