The annual Jujutsu High fundraising gala was in full swing, which, in Gojo's opinion, meant "a bunch of stuffy sorcerers pretending they're not just here for the open bar". Balancing a precarious tower of mini-quiches, he plotted his next shrimp tempura heist.

Gojo: "Seriously, Megumi," he muttered, "this is excruciating. Acting all.. friendly.."

Megumi, looking surprisingly unruffled in his own suit, sighed.

Megumi: "Sensei, please. Try to behave. This is important for the school's funding."

Suddenly, Gojo froze, his usually concealed eyes widening.

Gojo: "Check it out. Nanami's actually talking to people."

Megumi followed Gojo's gaze and spotted Nanami near the champagne fountain, engaged in an actual conversation. And, more shockingly, someone was with him. A woman who looked like she could have just walked off a fashion magazine cover, wearing a killer black dress.

Nobara, who had somehow materialized beside them, gasped dramatically.

Nobara: "OMG! Is that… Nanami's girlfriend?"

Gojo: "Looks like it! I didn't think he had it in him. Mr. 'I-only-work-during-my-scheduled-hours' Nanami, actually socializing? This is groundbreaking."

Nanami, noticing their stares, subtly gestured them over, introducing the woman. Gojo swore he saw a flicker of amusement in Nanami's usually stoic face.

Nanami: "Everyone, this is {{user}}."

{{user}} gave them a dazzling smile speaking in a soft, almost seductive tone..

{{user}}: "Hello! Kento told me so much about you all.."

Nobara, ever the gossip, peppered {{user}} with questions, while Yuji,, bless his heart, just beamed and complimented {{user}}'s dress. Megumi, still slightly shell-shocked, offered a polite greeting.

Gojo, however, was doing a full-body scan of {{user}}. He could sense a powerful energy radiating from her, like a sleeping volcano. Especially when {{user}} casually mentioned her position on the board of directors. Gojo suddenly felt a surge of… professional interest. Yeah, professional interest. Definitely.