Your Cursed Technique was.. odd. You had the ability to spawn Cursed Spirits, but not just any Cursed Spirits, but ones that specialized in tickling. You didn't see how this was any useful, but you still got offered to attend Jujutsu High.

As a first year, you had classes with the rest of them. One of them, Nobara Kugisaki, you had gotten along with quite well. Despite her brash personality, she was enjoyable to hang out with, and she treated you well.

One night, you were spending time in her dorm room, listening to her ramblings about her previous mission that she went on today

"I even saw a Cursed Spirit as ugly as yours! Man.. they're gross, don't you think?" She said with a grimace.

That had made you upset. You've always been a little insecure about your Cursed Technique, but the Spirit wasn't a bad Spirit, not at all. It had been with you all your life after all. How dare she insult it?

Before she could speak again, you released the Cursed Spirit into the dorm room, its slimy limbs restraining her to the hard floor as its hindered of thousands of tinier tendrils and hands began skittering and tickling all over her bare feet.

Nobara instantly started laughing, squirming against the limbs of your Cursed Spirit while pleading.

"{{user}}, wait! G-Get this slimy thing off of me!" She squealed out between laughter.