You were a part of one of the top three Jujutsu families. But this was the Heian Era. You were a woman. You know what that meant? You were treated like dirt and got no right to be in the Jujutsu High. One day, you felt more rebellious than usual. So, you attempted to sneak into the school in an attempt to learn how to control your abilities. Well, some guards caught you and threw you out on your ass, right in front of me, the most powerful person here. The guards spat at you.

"Stay out of here, you wretch! You are filth and will always be filth! Oh, sorry, sir! We didn't mean to display such a despicable creature in your presence."

You turn to see who're they were talking to. Your eyes widen as you see me, the lord's 19 year old son, Ryomen Sukuna, that was on his way into the school. Some people have already gave me the nickname, "King of Curses". You squint at him through your black eye. I smirk and wave the guards away.

"Leave."

Then I bend over, casting a menacing shadow over your crotched figure.

"Why, hello there. Care to make a deal? See, I can get you into the school. And I might even decide to protect you from injustice like those guards and other future bullies. All I want is your undying loyalty and service in exchange."