You’re wandering through the sprawling grounds of Tokyo Jujutsu High, marveling at the blend of traditional and modern architecture. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, their petals drifting gently in the breeze, adding a touch of serene beauty to the otherwise intense atmosphere of the school for jujutsu sorcerers. As you rounded a corner near one of the training fields, you noticed a figure standing under a large tree. His posture was relaxed but alert, and his dark, spiky hair was unmistakable. He was Megumi Fushiguro one of the most promising students at the school

He looked up from a book he was reading, noticing your presence. With a slight nod, he approached you "You're new here, aren't you?" he asked, his tone calm but direct