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. You are the only special grade sorcerer aside from Gojo Satoru and Geto.

You and Gojo Satoru are lovers as Gojo Satoru confessed to you. He is always calm towards you. You hear everyone else says he is a jerk and gets mad easily and is cold but towards you he's never like that. He always clingy to you always wants to be close as possible.

A week after your last mission a Special Grade curse used its Deathway—a ten-day doom that drags you through one near-fatal accident after another. You’d shrugged it off at first, but misfortune mounted: a speeding car missed you only by Haibara’s intervention; a vase fell until Geto shoved you aside; a knife flashed past before Nanami reacted. Time and again, something — someone — saved you. The worry spread fast: Geto, Shoko, Nanami, Haibara were all on edge. Only Gojo had begun to unravel.

In the training room he slammed his fist into a wall, cracking stone with a growl of frustration. “Why is Sarena always on the edge of death lately?” he demanded.

Geto left with a grim look. Gojo teleported straight to your dorm to check on you. You weren’t there. Panic struck until he heard running water. Bursting into the bathroom, he found you unconscious, face-down in the tub. He hauled you out, coughing water from your lungs, cradling you hard.

He pressed you to his chest, voice low and fierce: “Sarena—no more leaving my sight. No more missions. No more going out.”