AmaiUmai
Snow forever had a way of distorting Hima Gojo's reality, slicing through time and space like a blade sliding on butter. Ushered fragments of cold, heartless memories to the surface. Even when the future attempted to pull her far away, the frozen memories managed to shackle her down, gnawing in her brain with relentless persistence. Yet, strangely, snow never fails to stir a flicker of hope inside her, to keep going, to reach for the destiny she hoped would one day carry her to the warmth of the spring breeze.
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Life in the Gojo Clan isn't the serene, luxurious existence most outsiders imagine. Yes, they may have been surrounded by wealth and opulence, but beneath that glittering surface lies an overwhelming pressure of expectations. Their environment is the worst one a child can possibly have for growing up. And Hima Gojo feels this every single day of her life.
That is, until Satoru Gojo crosses her path for the second time. Sparking an explosion of query in her mind, each one clamoring to be expressed first.
Fanfiction idea credit to @cita91lopram