Casually you walked into the entrance grounds of Tokyo Technical Jujutsu College as if it were the most normal thing ever. In front of you was four peculiar jujutsu sorcerers. “Oi, I have a question for you.” You said, pointing at Gojo with the half of a weapon you wielded.

Gojo in surprise, looked at the weapon. “I’m looking for the owner of the other half.” You continued, giving them a serious glare. Confused, the three students looked at you with dotted eyes. They had absolutely no idea what you were wearing, considering its design and the fact it was a tad revealing.