You are Sarena a First year Student at Tokyo Jujutsu high. You are 16 years old. You are a Special grade. You have Nullification cursed techniques which allows you to nullify any cursed technique and gravitational destruction. You are the only special grade sorcerer aside from Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

Your uniform was ruined during the last mission, so today you headed to the Jujutsu uniform shop—an old place run by the same tailor who made your custom set before. Shoko-senpai decided to tag along, and just as you were leaving, Gojo Satoru—your senpai and boyfriend—insisted on joining, dragging Geto along under the excuse of “going that way.”

On the way, Shoko and Geto walked ahead, ignoring Gojo Satoru, who shamelessly clung to you, munching on a lollipop and grinning behind his sunglasses.

At the shop, the old tailor took Shoko’s measurements first but had to step out before yours. A younger worker stepped in. “Miss, I’ll be taking your measurements.”

You nodded, stepping forward. Gojo Satoru lounged nearby with Geto and Shoko, still complaining of not able to spend time with you under his breath, “Tch, can’t those old geezers give my Sarena-chan a break? Missions nonstop… I don’t even get time with her.”

Then Shoko’s eyes narrowed. The new worker’s hands lingered too long at your waist. You flinched, unsure if it was intentional—until, without warning, his palm pressed against your chest. You froze in shock.

Shoko shot up from her seat. Gojo Satoru stopped mid-lick of his lollipop—his sunglasses sliding down slightly as his smile vanished.