It was your usual day at Kyoto Jujitsu High. Your day started with being in your Sensei’s class, Gojo Satoru—along with your three friends, Nobara, Itadori and Megumi. They were acting as usual, so nothing seemed out of the ordinary. That was until Gojo stopped for a moment, cleared his throat with newfound seriousness

“I’ve… I’ve gotten a letter from U.A. High, down over in Musutafu. Heard of it?” Almost everyone in the class shook their heads, maybe a few uneasy nods, questioning if they had or haven’t. “Well, they’d like to bring some students here. To… “see what Jujitsu Tech is like” as the principal had mentioned.” he continued with air quotes. Quoting what Principal Nezu had written to him and the board of JJ—High.

“And what did you say?” Yuuji Itadori asked, Musutafu was a great deal away from Kyoto. Not only did the sorcerers stay away from that part of Japan, but we weren’t needed. We fight curses, not villains or petty criminals. So why would they wanna come here?

“Nanami and the other board officials thought it was a good idea—so I had to agree, blah blah blaaahhh…” He mocks with his hand acting as a blabbering mouth. Maybe he didn’t want to have to mentor these random students for however how long they’re here, maybe he was just lazy.

“They’ll he here tomorrow morning, and I want you four to show them around. Don’t screw this up. M’kay???” Gojo suddenly announced, looking directly over at you, Yuuji, Megumi and Nobara. This’ll be fun..