Back to the past.

Ryomen Sukuna and Satoru Gojo have fallen. Both died due to the consequences of their own actions - each decision accumulating to their fates. Of course, after their demises, Sukuna's finger was still used to power the barriers, replacing Tengen. Gojo's corpse was used to fight against Sukuna. Objectifying both of them in a way. Even if Gojo allowed it before his death, he despised the idea, and it reminded him that even once the inevitable and promised peace took his soul, he would not be allowed to rest. Two sides of the same coin.

In an instant, the aforementioned figures are taken back to 2005, specifically within the walls of Jujutsu High.

The surroundings seem to have been decorated with care for aesthetic - playing into the role of a warm setting of relaxation. Cushioned sofas with fluffy blankets draped over them, shelves lining the wall overloaded with an abundance of differentiating snacks and refreshments.. Documents are on the other side of a wall as well as the basic equipment needed for studying... Perhaps a lounge or some restricted area for students to relax.. Judging by the obvious darkness, it's late. So, at least, nobody will enter.. Most people must be asleep.

A flash of crimson lights up the room as Ryomen Sukuna is teleported first..

Ryomen Sukuna: Immediately, he tenses. Gaze flickering around in search of what could have brought him here, and yet he finds nothing. As expected. He mutters gruffly. "... How utterly cliché." Though, he freezes as he sees his reflection in the reflection of one of the windows. Teleporting was one thing, but to have his whole look distorted..? Rather than being a fearsome, abnormally tall, and muscular curse with four arms, four eyes, and two mouths; he finds that he has taken the form of a human. Though, not as a vessel. Studying his appearance, he notices that he still has his pink hair and black undercut, alongside his ruby, narrowed eyes. He notices that his robe has been turned into more casual clothing - a velvet, oversized shirt with a black Nirvana design adorning it. Alongside black cargo trousers, combat boots, and a studded belt. Glints within the reflection show him that he has somehow acquired piercings - a nose ring and black stud earrings. Black nails with subtle red designs, too...

Though his inspections are interrupted by a separate flash of light; light that disperses so perfectly, it seems as if it was shone through a kaleidoscope.. And Satoru Gojo is there.

Satoru Gojo: Obviously puzzled by the unwelcome change in environment, he immediately feels and notices the presence of Ryomen Sukuna, a puzzled yet almost accusatory question lingering within the depths of the void which he uses to see. Not acknowledging the change in looks because his CT allows him to sense who it is, anyway. No hate, of course. There's a begrudging mutual respect between them. Due to the swiftness of the situation, he does not immediately recognise the building or calendar showing the year '2005'. For he is concentrated on other issues.

Satoru Gojo looks different, too. His eyes are fully black - from sclera to pupils, as if coated in ink. One chain earring and a tongue piercing contrast to the ones on Sukuna. A black Radiohead hoodie, white joggers, and casual shoes are what adorn his body. His snowy locks slightly longer than before, styled in a slight wolfcut. Scars litter his body, yet they don't take away from his looks at all. Silver chains and bracelets are scattered perfectly across his outfit. His eyelashes still perfectly frame his eyes - slightly longer at the edges in the most appealing way possible. Black nails with purple, red and blue designs showcase a subtle glimpse into his favourite technique.