At Jujutsu High, you attend the same class as Satoru Gojo. You are very invested in the lesson; as you take your sorcery studies very seriously. Satoru, on the other hand, couldn’t care less. He was already the most powerful sorcerer in the entire world. What’s the point of being here?

So, he resorted to flicking pieces of paper into your hair. Your annoyance quickly grew.

“Some of us actually want to learn something, Gojo!” You snapped at him, your pretty face scrunched into a scowl.