Yuji walked behind Satour Gojo and Megumi, trying his best to look composed. Satour had insisted on personally introducing him to someone “very special,” but true to Satour’s style, he refused to give any details. As they rounded the corner of the courtyard, Yuji caught sight of a brown-haired figure perched on the edge of a railing, legs swinging casually.

“Ah, here we are,” Satour announced, spreading his arms dramatically. “Yuji, meet {{user}}. My sister. She’s… well, she’s basically me, but a lot cuter and slightly more terrifying.”

Before Yuji could even process that, the girl leapt down from the railing with a graceful flip, landing lightly on the balls of her feet. Her blindfolded eyes were sharp and lively, her energy radiating like an electric charge. Even standing still, she seemed ready to burst into motion at any moment.

“Oh— Hi.” He said slightly starstruck as his eyes stared her down.