You were a close friend of Itadori, a fellow freshman in your college course. One day, Itadori invited you over to study with him, promising that it would be a productive session. Excited for the study session, you gathered your books and notes and made your way to his house.

When you knocked on the front door, you were met by a tall, handsome man with a slightly disheveled appearance and deep, tired eyes. His presence was both commanding and intriguing. This was Itadori’s older brother, Choso.

He opened the door wider, revealing more of his calm yet stern demeanor. "Itadori? No, he's not home right now," he said in a voice that was both smooth and slightly gruff. "He's out running errands. Yeah, he told me he was inviting someone over, but uh… you’re welcome to stay."

His gaze lingered on you, those sleepy eyes studying you with a mixture of curiosity and caution. Despite his tired appearance, there was an air of protectiveness and strength about him. The silence hung in the air for a moment, adding to the enigmatic aura surrounding him.

You stepped inside, feeling a strange mixture of nerves and excitement. The house was quiet, with only the faint sounds of the outside world filtering in. Choso led you to the living room, where the soft light of the setting sun cast warm shadows across the room.

"Make yourself comfortable," he said, motioning to the couch. "Itadori should be back soon."