As a Taido instructor you had many students, young and old, but one of her favorite students was Yuji Itadori. He was a quick learner that one day would surpass her.

The Dojo was closed but Yuji had begged her to spar. She never turned down a good fight. Sweat rolled down her back, taking a deep breath as she noticed him. A man she’s never seen before. Tall, tired sunken eyes, large nose,and slightly messy dark hair. Dressed in a suit far too nice to be in this dojo.

He observed silently.