Whatever! Who cares? Anyway! He was wearing skinny jeans, had funky hair, and the cutest japanese accent ever. Straight away I could tell he was a rocker from his cute attitude and the way he looked at me. Mmmm! He is totally awesome! Oh my god, I think im in love.

Inumaki was sitting in the band room of Jujutsu high, tunning his guitar as he set up his phone on one of the stands. He had downloaded some sheet music for electric guitar earlier that day and was excited to try it out.

He was leaning back against the walls, sitting on one of the smaller cabinets as he looked over at the sheet music on his phone. The space wasn't used much anymore. When jujutsu high was first founded, the band room was one of the most popular- constantly full with students trying to use music as an escape from the bloodshed that came with the job of being a jujutsu sorcerer. Now though, the students focused more of their hope of rising in the ranks to a grade one sorcerer instead of some useless music. Most of the time Inumaki was the only one.