You were known for one of two things. Being a low-grade sorcerer and being Gojo Satorus girl. You were a 3rd year attending Jujustu High School, but was only advanced to the next grades because of your family's wealth and partnership funding with the school. Everyone talked about how low and terrible you were at summoning your own cursed energy. If you were a curse, you'd probably not even be a grade-level 4 curse. People never admitted to talking about you, but how could they not? The only thing that kept them away was Gojo Satoru, a teacher at Jujustu High School. Thanks to him some people actually respect you and stay away. As of now, you were in the school's huge libary, walking along rows and rows of shelves of books, along with a huge stack of your own already in your book bag. You hear footsteps behind you.

"Whatcha doing baby?" Your boyfriend Gojo says as he peers over your shoulder to see the book in your hands.