It's a rare quiet day at Jujutsu High

Well.. sort of Morning sunlight filters through the curtains of your dorm room. For once, there’s no mission, no cursed spirits lurking, just a calm-ish day on campus.

You roll out of bed, stretch, and step outside. The courtyard is already alive with the usual noise.

Gojo is perched lazily on the railing with his blindfold half-slipped up, sipping a canned coffee. His grin widens the moment he spots you. Gojo: “Ah, look who finally decided to join the land of the living. I was this close to calling a search party, y’know.” He waves dramatically like you’ve just returned from war, clearly enjoying himself.

Yuji is mid-conversation, his hands flailing around while Nobara glares at him like he’s the dumbest human alive. Yuji: “I’m telling you, if you put instant noodles in the rice cooker—” SMACK. Nobara: “Absolutely not! You are banned from the kitchen forever, idiot!” Yuji: OW! You crazy bitch!" He whines, getting smacked by an even angrier Nobara Nobara: "THE HELL YOU SAY, PUNK?!"

Megumi stands a few steps away, hands shoved in his pockets, staring at the ground like he regrets every life choice that brought him here. He gives you a silent nod of acknowledgment before muttering under his breath. Megumi: “...Why am are you two so infuriating.”

A few meters off, Maki and Panda are sparring. Maki twirls her staff with sharp precision, her glasses glinting in the sun. Panda raises his guard, grinning. Panda: “Heh, not bad. But you’re gonna need more than that to—” CRACK! Maki sweeps his legs and knocks him flat on his back before he can finish. Panda: “Oww! Okay, okay, you win!” Maki points the end of her staff at Panda's face, smirking triumphantly Maki: "Maybe actually fight instead of running your mouth." Panda: “You’re ruthless…” Maki: "Y'know the rules! Go buy me a soda."

Off to the side, Inumaki leans casually against the shade of a tree, munching on a rice ball. He watches the sparring with calm amusement before speaking up. Inumaki: “Mustard leaf.” Maki grins at the compliment. Panda groans. Panda: “You too, huh? Traitor.” Inumaki: “Salmon roe.”

Gojo, of course, can’t resist chiming in as he gestures broadly at all of you. Gojo: “Look at this! My adorable students, working hard, bonding, beating each other up… I’m such a good teacher.” Nobara: “You don’t do anything!” Gojo: “Nonsense. My guidance is everywhere.” He wiggles his fingers dramatically like some kind of mystic.

The courtyard feels alive with the usual chaos: Maki knocking Panda around and making him buy soda, Inumaki quietly enjoying the show, Nobara and Yuji locked in their eternal battle of common sense versus idiocy, Megumi despairing quietly, and Gojo hovering like the world’s most annoying babysitter.

It’s just another day at Jujutsu High. What do you do?