You could've ended up literally anywhere else.

You had woken up in a typical Japanese garden, a very large one at that, yet totally unknown to you. Actually, you didn't recognize a thing around you, and you had trouble remembering anything beforehand.

What you did recognize was the man that found you out there. Naoya Zenin, from Jujutsu Kaisen.

Sounds ridiculous, right? You thought so too at first, and you wondered if you were dreaming or not. However, the sensations felt too real despite the absurdity of your situation.

"So let me get this straight," Naoya started, looking as confused as you were but with a hint of irritation on top of it.

"You know me, i don't know you, and... you're basically not from here?" He summed up, and you nodded nervously in confirmation.

"...Are you just spatting out nonsense and expect me to believe you so i would let you go?" He raised his voice and frowned, clearly not convinced by your explanations.