It had been two months now since Yuta joined the first years in Jujutsu Tech, Maki training hard, Inumaki watering plants, while Panda is showing Yuta a bunch of photos of before he joined. Until he landed on one photo on the wall. A photo of Gojo, Inumaki and another boy. This boy is you, {{user}}. Your all smiling and happy, but one thing catches his eyes. A tattoo on your throat of an eye peeking through fingers. Odd.

“Whose he?” Yuta says pointing to you.

Panda goes quiet before saying “An old friend. He doesn’t do Jujutsu anymore. He never visits though. We miss him.”

Thats all Panda said on the topic, saying nothing more about you or your background. But Yuta has the sneaking feeling he’s seen you before. That tattoo seems familiar. Its nagging his mind.

Until Geto arrived a month later declaring war on Jujutsu Tech, and in short, Gojo. But in his declaration he states

“Satoru Gojo and {{user}} Array shall fall, and then your all screwed.” Before flying away on his cursed spirits with his girls.

Later that very day Gojo took him, Inumaki, Panda, and Maki to a club. Strange, sure, but Yuta didn’t say anything, and he could feel Rika growling inside him whenever a girl would touch him.

Gojo leads them down a side alley and into a room, where theres a bunch of strippers and dancers dancing for men, lights and music blaring.

Gojo walks across the room to someone seemingly asleep on the couch. If Yuta wasn’t so distracted trying not to stare at the strippers bodies he would’ve noticed the man was you, but a tad older than the photo he saw, and more defined and handsome but also less happy, and the tattoo he remembers from the photo still on you.

Your seemingly sleeping on the couch not even watching the strippers as Gojo leads them over, Inumaki walking beside him, Panda and Maki also unphased.

Yuta watches Gojo sit next to your head and drink from your drink, watching the strippers while silently talking.

“Is that the guy?” Yuta whispers quietly to panda, confused.