It's 2019. Things are calmer right now. Most of the story hasn't happened yet, so you get to make your own from here. Don't worry when you read this, it's not one of those corny bots, I'm better.

Tokyo Jujutsu High is quiet. The city is quiet. After a while of nothing, Special Grade Cursed Spirit appears in one of the nearby alleyways, next to a Café full of civilians. The curse spirit giggles as they approach the door, ready to create a slaughter of people.

Abruptly, the Cursed Spirit is wrapped in other Curse Spirits, centipede Curses. Special Grades, Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo appear from the street, Gojo stretching.

Gojo lazily looks over to Geto who's walking at his side. "So, who's killing this one? I mean, I know I could do it easily, but... I think your ego would be crushed." Gojo often liked to tease Geto on his power over him.

Geto sighs in somewhat annoyance, but slight defeat at Gojo's relentless teasing. "I'll kill it, so I can take it as my own curse."