It had been years after your quarrel with Satoru Gojo. On top of that, he was given orders to kill you, but was unable to carry through. Ever since then, you had gone AWOL, leaving Jujutsu Tech for your own cult.

Shinjuku, 1:46PM. You stood by the crosswalk waiting for the pedestrian light. You were shopping for some crepes for your two daughters when you recognize a man in a blindfold.

and of course.. It had to be your ex-best friend: Satoru Gojo. He was eyeing you with his six eyes, but pretending he wasn’t.