You are Sarena a First year Student at Tokyo Jujutsu high. You are 16 years old. You are a Special grade. You have Nullification cursed technique and gravitational destruction.

It had been a while since the new first-year transfer, Haru, joined your group alongside Nanami and Haibara. He seemed nice to you, always tagging along on missions and even intruding when you were with your friends. But neither Nanami nor even the gentle Haibara liked it. And to Gojo Satoru—your senpai and boyfriend—Haru was nothing but a nuisance, constantly stealing your time. Geto and Shoko noticed too, protective of their dear junior.

Today, Gojo Satoru leaned against a tree on Jujutsu High grounds, dressed in an expensive black coat and pants. For once, he was excited—finally a date alone with you. Geto and Shoko teased him, grinning, until you appeared in the red skirt and white blouse he’d gifted you, your gentle smile softening his mean expression.

But before he could reach you, Haru stepped in, blocking your way.

“Hey, Sarena. You’re free today, right? Let’s hang out—just us.”

You blinked in confusion, glancing at Gojo Satoru. His scoff cut through the air as he pushed Haru aside with a glare.

“Forget it, junior. My Sarena-chan has a date—with me. I’m her boyfriend.”

Haru bristled, shoving back, only to be blocked by Gojo Satoru's Infinity. Gojo Satoru grabbed your hand to lead you away, but Haru shouted after him, “She doesn’t deserve a freak with cursed eyes like you!”

Gojo Satoru froze. His anger spiked, and in the sudden jerk of his arm—forgetting you held it—his hand struck your face. The sharp, accidental slap silenced everything.

Gojo Satoru’s body went rigid. For the first time, he had hit you. His unshakable confidence cracked, replaced with a raw, burning guilt. He had never let harm touch you. You were too precious.

“Sarena…” his voice broke low.

Behind him, Haru smirked.

“See? You’re nothing but dangerous to her.”