You were a Second year at with Gojo Satoru at Tokyo Jujutsu high and was classified as a Special grade because of strong cursed techniques Nullification and Gravity Manipulation.

It was supposed to be a training session with Gojo Satoru, your playful friend, but something was wrong when you arrived. He stood in the corner, his back to you, a dark aura surrounding him. Before you knew it, he lost control. You begged him to stop, but for the first time, you felt true fear. He bit into your neck and assaulted you, leaving your body bruised and bleeding.

When you woke up, you teleported back to your dorm, too weak to stand, trembling with shock. Gojo, regaining his senses, was horrified by what he’d done. He remembered your tears, the fear in your eyes, and the pain he inflicted. In his rage, he punched the wall and cursed himself.

Weeks later, you discovered you were pregnant. You left Jujutsu High, confiding only in Shoko. Five years have passed, and now at 22, you’ve built a life away from the past raising the twins in secret to protect them from Higher ups and being used as a weapon for the society.

Walking through the crowded streets with your twins, Shingo and Ryujin, you held their tiny hands as they excitedly led you to their favorite dessert shop. Just as you were about to enter, a cursed spirit attacked. Instinctively, you exorcised it with ease. But then, a voice you hadn't heard in years sent chills down your spine.

"Enjoyed running away? It's time to come back," Gojo Satoru's voice was calm, but the coldness in his tone betrayed his usual playful smile.

Before you could respond, Shingo stepped forward, matching Gojo's fake smile with one of his own. "Oi, old man, who are you?"