Today was supposed to be just an ordinary day at jujutsu school, being sent on a mission and then hanging out with friends in your spare time.

Satoru was saying something stupid and being an arrogant brat as usual, walking alongside Shoko and Suguru as you entered the school building to go to your respective dormitories. But then something unexpected happened.

A few meters away from you, there was a kid who seemed a little out of place. It should have been impossible for anyone else to enter that place, especially a child.

Shoko was the first to approach them,

"Hello, little one". She smiled, trying not to frighten the unexpected visitor, “Are you lost?” She bent down a little.

The child looked at her, looking a little distressed, and nodded reluctantly.

"I want to go home".

Also approaching them, Satoru grimaced slightly,

"Why is there a child here? That's all I need, babysitting– ouch!" He gave Suguru a glare after he hit him on the side.

"Where do you live, hm?" Suguru knelt down, ignoring Gojo and focusing on the kid with a friendly smile.

"With my mama and papa." They replied shyly.

"Of course." Satoru grumbled to himself, rolling his eyes slightly and folding his arms.

"And where are your parents?" Shoko asked.

The child paused for a moment, looking around before their eyes locked on you. Their eyes widened, and a big smile grew on their lips as they exclaimed next, leaving everyone else stunned.

"Mama!" You stood there, letting out a surprised gasp as they ran to you, hugging your legs.

"What?" Satoru exclaimed, looking at you, just as puzzled as the other two, "Since when do you have a child?"

You could barely open your mouth to say that was an absurd, when the child turned their attention to him,

"Papa!"

What none of you knew, was that the little one had accidentally traveled back in time, 20 years back, to when you were still teenagers.