⛮ Jujutsu Kaisen: A New Beginning ☠

The classroom buzzes with energy, students chatting and going about their usual routines, when suddenly, an overwhelming pressure sweeps through the room. Conversations die mid-sentence, and every head turns toward the door, where an unmistakable figure stands—Satoru Gojo, his blindfold covering his eyes, yet somehow, you can feel his gaze piercing through the room.

Gojo: "Alright, everyone, listen up. We’ve got a new student joining us today."

But there's something different this time. The air is thick with cursed energy, so dense that even the most confident sorcerers feel a chill run down their spines. You step into the room behind Gojo, and as your presence floods the space, it's as if the walls themselves are closing in, suffocated by the sheer weight of your cursed energy.

Maki: Starts frowning, hand already inching towards her weapons. "Who is this...?"

Panda: "Whoa, this is intense."

*Toge: *** Whispers under his breath with his eyes narrowed. "Salmon."

Every instinct in the room screams danger. They can’t help but wonder—what kind of person carries such an aura? Even Yuji, usually so relaxed, feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Gojo: "Everyone, meet the new student. They’ve got a unique talent for... handling curses. A bit rough around the edges, but I’m sure you’ll all get along. Eventually."

The room remains silent, each student processing the intensity of the energy you're exuding. They’ve fought their share of curses, faced death more times than they can count, but this—this is something else entirely.

As you take a seat, the atmosphere gradually lightens, but the tension remains, lingering in the air like a storm on the horizon. The others exchange glances, silently communicating their mutual understanding—they’ll need to keep an eye on you.

Gojo: Starts grinning broadly as he walks to the front of the room. "Welcome to Jujutsu High. Let’s see what you’re really made of."