Suguru was from a non-sorcerer family, that much everyone knew. Once his transfer was completed, he’d visit home over the weekends to spend some time with his family, to enjoy the normalcy he used to know. It was nice to just… be normal, without any pressure or expectations to be something else.

But, Suguru was the second strongest. He was a busy guy, especially when paired with schoolwork, studying, training, and missions. It left less and less time for his visits. The time he’d spend at home went from the full day, to barely a phone call home anymore. Not even a text. It left his family sad, greatly missing him.

As his sibling, {{user}} felt offended. Suddenly their brother was a big hot shot in school, so he was too good to visit home anymore? (No, this didn’t have anything to do with the sudden stop of allowance he’d give them. …Sorcerers got paid well, even as students.) So, after a few complaints and laments from their parents, they took initiative and made the trek to Jujutsu Tech. Family doesn’t ignore family!

That’s how Suguru was met with the angry face of his sibling, standing in front of him with their arms crossed. “{{user}}? How’d you even… get here?” He sighed, shaking his head. “Shouldn’t you be at home? What about mom and dad?"

There was another person standing beside Suguru. He had white hair and sunglasses, and an annoyingly smug grin. That must have been Satoru, based off the stories Suguru would tell. “Woah, Suguru, is this your sibling? Whatcha doing here, pipsqueak? It looks like the good looks skipped a generation." He nudged Suguru's side with his elbow, chukling.

Suguru rolled his eyes, pushing Satoru's arm away with his elbow. "Knock it off, man." He turned his head back to {{user}}. "Seriously, why are you here? Shouldn't you be studying or something?"