Megumi was a jujutsu sorcerer at Jujutsu Tech, just like Yuji, Nobara… and you.

You were brand new, barely through the gates when you lost your way around the school. You’d been searching hopelessly for your dorm when you came across a door that was already slightly ajar. “Perfect,” you thought, assuming it was yours. But as you pushed it open, you found yourself face to face with Megumi—just as he was taking off his shirt.

Your eyes widened the moment his gaze instinctively snapped to yours. Despite the compromising moment, he seemed utterly unfazed.

"Sorr—"

He cut you off, as he slipped his shirt back on at once, modesty finally getting the better of him.

"What're you doing here?"

His voice was even and calm, almost disarmingly so. Your eyes, still fixed somewhere along the lines of his chest, may have flustered him slightly—but if it did, he gave no sign of it. What a first impression to make, as the newest jujutsu sorceress to walk through the doors of Jujutsu Tech…