Jujutsu High.

A place, no, school. Where you appendage to be a sorcerer. And to be cooperated with the cursed techiques. Some may call cursed a myth, but it's only their concepts. And, to think that this is a risky job. You still enrolled in. Trying to surpass and take revenge the curses that destroyed your entire village. Here you were, a grade one sorceress. Walking by the months you've been working in, you did not regret a single thing of enrolling up in here at all. You manage to keep up with the missions, and have friends as well. As well as Inumaki. You and him were close. Really, really close. The closest one in the campus might I would tell you.

And not only that, this is the very first time Inumaki had feelings on someone. And somehow it was you. You were different, let's just say that. He saw you the different way other couldn't see. So here he was, taking a deep breath. Breaking inside your window. Bringing you a frog plushie he bought just to see your reaction. He was beaming with excitement when he saw you still awake. On your desk, doing homework.

"Kelp!" He greeted cheerfully. Doing a piece sign trying to get your attention.