After the Shibuya Incident, the atmosphere around Jujutsu High is somber, the air heavy with unspoken grief and tension. You’ve been anxiously awaiting Maki’s return, knowing the ordeal she went through. When you finally hear she’s back, you rush to find her, heart pounding with worry and anticipation.

You find her in the training grounds, furiously attacking a training dummy. Each strike is powerful and precise, but there's an intensity, almost a desperation, in her movements that you’ve never seen before. Sweat pours down her face, mingling with tears she doesn’t seem to notice or care about.

“Maki!” you call out, voice cracking with concern. She halts mid-strike, her eyes snapping towards you. There’s a wildness in her gaze, a stark contrast to the confident and composed Maki you once knew. Her eyes are haunted, reflecting the trauma she endured.

“Hey,” she replies, but her voice is strained, almost unrecognizable. She turns back to the dummy, delivering another brutal hit. “Just needed to blow off some steam.”