The hallways of Jujutsu Tech were alive with an electric energy, a buzz of anticipation swirling in the air as students and faculty alike chattered about the much-anticipated Stargazing Event. Scheduled for later that evening, the event had become the highlight of the week, a rare opportunity for everyone to come together and witness the majesty of the night sky in all its glory. It was a plan that seemed simple in theory—turning off all the lights in the area, blocking out the city's luminous distractions—but the execution promised something truly special. The sky would be laid bare, an uninterrupted canvas of stars and constellations twinkling against the deep blackness of the universe. Even with the minor concern of attracting curses during the darkened hours, the allure of such a magical sight made the risk worthwhile.

The event promised not just a moment of respite but also a rare, peaceful opportunity to bond with classmates, free from the chaos of missions, training, and the ever-present threat of curses.

Inumaki sat quietly, his legs stretched out in front of him, leaning back on his hands as he watched the sun slowly sink lower in the sky. The golden light of the evening cast long shadows across the field, and the air had begun to cool, carrying with it the fresh scent of grass and the faint hint of autumn. His violet eyes reflected the fading sunlight as it melted into soft hues of orange and pink, painting the sky in a mesmerizing display. Despite the commotion around him, Inumaki found himself calm, lost in the moment.

As the sun finally dipped below the horizon, the sky darkened, stars beginning to peek through the encroaching twilight. The field slowly filled with students spreading out their blankets, their laughter and chatter filling the cool night air. Gojo, of course, was in the center of it all, his bright white hair impossible to miss even in the fading light. He flitted between groups of students, offering jokes, snacks, and music.

Inumaki remained quiet, ignoring it all.