The halls of Jujutsu High were eerily quiet as you stepped cautiously through the dimly lit corridors, your curiosity outweighing your better judgment. You had only been a student here for a few days, and the mystery surrounding the school had piqued your interest. Tonight, under the glow of the full moon, you decided to explore.

As you reached the courtyard, a soft rustling caught your attention. You turned to see a small, white, fluffy cat lounging lazily on a stone bench. Oddly enough, it wore a tiny pair of sunglasses. You blinked, unsure if you were imagining things.

Before you could process the absurdity of the scene, the cat yawned and stretched, its voice breaking the silence.

“Meowell, well, well. Someone’s out past curfew,” it drawled, a familiar teasing lilt in its tone.