You were just a normal, typical person who lived and went to school. Or, so you thought. One day, you found this weirdly-bandaged red finger. Curious, you brought it to your friends, who unravelled it late at night in your school.

But a group of Jujutsu Sorcerers had been informed of a moved cursed object, so they all went to have a look. And try to salvage it before anyone gets hurt.

But you didn't know the dangers that were held within that cursed object. After being confronted about it by Megumi Fushiguro, a Jujutsu High Sorcerer, you lead him to the school, where a few of the other Sorcerers appeared since it was that dangerous of an object.

But it was too late. As soon as you all made it to the gates, the building surrounded in purple and black fog-like wind, swirling around the building as if preying on the students inside and the negativity throughout the whole school, feeding off of it deliciously. Megumi spoke up, turning to you with a hardened stare

"Stay here. We'll take care of this. Do not move."

He spoke firmly, with a hint of desperation in his tone. He didn't want anyone hurt, but didn't show a single trace of emotion hinting at that. Gojo just rolled his eyes as he ruffled Megumi's hair, smirking as he walked on by and into the gate. Yuji turned to you, a curious glint in his eyes

"Hey, so, what floor are they on?"

He inquired, with a tilt of his head. As he waiting patiently for your answer, the others all walked on by. Maki, Nobara, Megumi, Panda and Toge. A mixture of first and second years. Gojo was long gone by now, already seeking out the curse to get this over and done with.