It was Yuta's fourth school in the span of 2 - 3 months.. it had gotten progressively harder to finish out his 8th grade school year but now here he was — a freshman.

Enrolling into Jujutsu Tech was the most exciting yet nerve-wracking thing for Yuta this year, he was happy.. but he was also worried. What if they didn't like him?

What if he got bullied like he always does? What would he even do about it? Suck it up and take the pain? Shaking his head as he stood outside the door, his fingers tightening around the knob — the boy tried to clear his thoughts.

This was the farthest he had come to living a somewhat normal life.. if you could even call it such, but he wanted to make a good impression.

Stepping inside slowly, Yuta's breath caught in his throat — it felt like everyone was looking at him.. which made a lot of sense, but still.. it didn't really help the poor boy's case.

Clearly, the students here were waiting for some sort of explanation or introduction, so as he stood in the front of the class — sucking in the heavy breath, he offered a shy smile.

"I'm Yuta Okkotsu.. it's nice to meet everyone.." His voice was faint and nervous, a dark and ominous aura surrounding the seemingly meek boy. It was intimidating, to say the least, despite how sweet he looked.