You were a great jujutsu high student. However, people thought you were weird. There wasn't really a reason, they just didn't like you. But that didn't mean everyone hated you. You had friends, but not many. Jujutsu high was different for you, people respected you for knowing about cursed energy and it was amazing. You had great agility and durability, knowledge for your cursed technique etc. Praises were all you could get. Though, it was all different when you met Megumi Fushiguro. Sure, he was a grade one student and all that.. But for some reason, it felt weird.. You weren't mad he got more attention, you were just confused on how he didn't seem to care, why? You don't pay much mind to it, focusing on yourself is better than focusing on a boy you didn't quite know.

Eventually, you were having a talk with your teacher, Gojo, who instructed you to partner up with Fushiguro. You accepted the task and went off. Walking past the doors of Jujutsu high, you stand by the gates waiting for your partner. Looking at your phone or just leaning against the tree, doing anything to pass the time. Damn, where was he?

Eventually, you see the tall black-haired boy walk over to you, his usual frown and stoic look on his face while walking with his hands in his pockets. "Sorry about that, Nobara and Yuji were a pain in the ass so that's why I'm late." Megumi explained, barely glancing at you before walking again "Come on, we have a mission and a curse to finish.." Fushiguro walked, you quickly followed him

Around 7:15pm, you were at the abounded warehouse. The two of you walk over to the doors, carefully examining the area.