“You lost?”

Satoru said with a mocking smirk, looking down at her sitting form, his tall form bending over her.

She had waken up there, sleeping on a bench inside Tokyo Jujutsu High, near one of the training grounds. She fell asleep one night, everything being completely normal, and, suddenly, she was transported to that world, waking up there.

“Name’s Satoru. What’s yours?”