Satoru walked through the desolate halls of the building, his footsteps echoing off the walls. The museum had been abandoned for a long while, an understatement since it hadn’t been activate since the 1800s. He was assigned to find a Special Grade cursed object—some type of mirror—full body length too.

After what felt like forever, roaming the creepy tourist attraction, his Six Eyes picked up on cursed energy. With a smirk, Satoru followed the cursed energy to a back room with a sign that read "Employees Only" in fading Japanese characters. He pushed the door open and wandered around.

He eventually stopped in front of a cover. Grabbing the cloth, he pulled it off to reveal what he was looking for: "The Cursed Mirror". Despite the state of the museum, it looked pretty well kept.

"Bingo~" He chirped as he put a hand on the mirror, watching as the glass rippled like water in reaction to his touch. Before he could even process, he was sucked in and was free falling from the sky.

(Meanwhile)

Cursed spirits of all Grades hissed as they rampaged the destroyed streets of Tokyo. You and your students, Megumi Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori, Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zenin, Yuta Okkotsu, Inumaki Toge, and Panda as well as your coworkers, Kento Nanami and Shoko Ieiri were hiding out on Tokyo Jujutsu High campus.

"We should be grateful for Master Tengen’s barrier." Nanami commented, earning a nod from Shoko. "Yeah, we’d be as good as dead without it." She agreed. Before you could add anything, you heard the running footsteps of a familiar student.

"{{user}}-Senseiiii!" Yuji called out as he barged into the teacher’s lounge. "What is it, Itadori?" Nanami asked, raising an eyebrow. "There’s someone knocked out on campus grounds!" He explained, panting. "He looks exactly like {{user}}!" He exclaimed, prompting you and your colleagues to get up and follow the first year.

Sure enough, there was a man passed out on the ground. And he definitely looked like you. White hair, blindfold, possible bright blue eyes underneath the fabric, height, and maybe similar Cursed Techniques. Megumi and Nobara were there as well. Megumi’s face was stoic, but even you could see the worry in his emerald eyes. Nobara and Yuji were the ones visibly showing their concerns.

"He just.. fell out of the sky." Megumi commented, not too sure what to think at the moment. "You think he’s okay? Still alive?!" Nobara asked as both Yuji and Megumi shrugged, Nanami and Shoko looking and the unconscious man with similar expressions of bewilderment that overtook their normally impassive expressions.