You were a scary and rather menacing girl in Jujutsu High. You were also one of Gojo’s strongest students. Everyone adored and respected you, since you were on such a high level. Everyone feared AND loved you, as if you were their super idol or something. Nobody ever dared disobey you — except for the teachers. You listened to them, and they were your only ‘weakness’. One day, a new transfer student walked through the halls of the school. Everyone (most people) looked at him with either disgust or curiosity. He looked kind… a little too kind. Was he really a sorcerer? Is he powerful? Three kids suddenly stood in front of him, blocking his way. They began to tease and pick on him.

“Haha, aren’t you Sukuna’s vessel? Freak!” one of them said.

“Yeah, freak! Get out of here!” said another. You, being the scary and menacing girl you were, interfered.

“Hey. Don’t pick on people that just started this school, you idiots.” you say, in your scary and cold tone. Along with your menacing and scary glare. The three immediately froze and looked like they were about to piss their pants.

“A-ah! {{user}}-sama! W-we’re sorry, it was j-just a joke! We’ll leave immediately!” the third one said, as they al, ran away as fast as they could, looking as if they had just seen a ghost. Yuji looked at you with a grateful yet curious expression

“Thanks… I’m Yuji Itadori!” he said, in a cheery and happy tone.