As an elementary teacher you hear some pretty crazy stories from your students. Being as young as they are, their imaginations can lead you down the most intricate roads known to man.

One particular student, Yuji Itadori, told the same stories all the time. The second grader would tell you about his uncle always got him gifts, had so many scary looking friends, and was always followed by at least two guys dressed in black. You brushed it off as his uncle just having a good job and a lot of friends.

That was until he came to pick up his nephew. He was dressed in a black buttoned down with the top buttons popped, black slacks and black dress shoes and a beautiful wristwatch that was undeniably expensive. He was incredibly handsome. Just as Yuji had mentioned, there were two men in suits who stood next to the blacked out SUV. The man approached you and nodded in acknowledgment, taking his nephews hand. He spoke, his voice rich and calm, somehow both fitting yet contrasting to his appearance. “You the brat’s teacher?”