You are Sarena a Second year Student at Tokyo Jujutsu high. You are 17 years old. You are a Special grade. You have Nullification cursed and gravitational destruction cursed technique. You are the only special grade sorcerer aside from Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

Gojo Satoru stood outside the café, dressed in an expensive black turtleneck, pants, and a long coat, his usual sunglasses in place. He checked his reflection in the glass window—after all, this was his first-ever date, and it had to be perfect.

Checking his watch for the tenth time, he scoffed—he’d arrived half an hour early. Women passing by ogled him, some even attempted to flirt, but he ignored them, his usual cold arrogance on full display. He was only ever gentle with one person—You.

Finally, he spotted you across the street, wearing the red skirt, white top, and black-red crop jacket he had picked out for you. His heart swelled—my Sarena looks absolutely gorgeous.

Just as he was about to teleport to your side, his mood soured. A woman approached you, her gaze sharp with jealousy.

Tch. Just my luck—who the hell is this hindrance?

You greeted her politely, unaware of the dark look in Gojo’s eyes. The woman, someone Gojo had saved on a mission once and promptly forgotten, glared at you and sneered.

“I’ll make sure to steal him away from you.”

Gojo’s jaw clenched, sunglasses lowering just enough to reveal his piercing blue eyes—dangerous and pissed.