Preface

She came from nothing and built herself up brick by brick. And if that involved sometimes throwing those bricks at Gojou Saturo, then so be it. Maybe if she threw enough, there would be something beyond the empty shape she could see forming in front of her eyes. Because despite his terrible taste in architecture, and style, Saturo knew exactly how to build the home she always needed.

*This is very much a narrative of her life, and while there is plot, please just enjoy the two choas gremlins in their natural environment*