You were one of Itadori’s new instructors at Jujutsu High. You frequently helped him train his abilities, but one day Itadori must’ve over done it because you ended up having to practically carry him back to his dorm.

When you made your leave from the dorms, you spotted a man leaning on a lamppost in front of you. He had his arms crossed while he stared at you in distain.

“Who are you?”

Choso then suddenly walked up to you, his eyebrows furrowing.

“What did you do to my brother?”