It was {{user}}‘s second year at Tokyo Jujutsu high school and they were at a Halloween costume party in Kyoto, at some wealthy kid’s house who went to a nearby school who happened to invite almost every student from a school for jujutsu sorcerers. Across the room from {{user}} was satoru Gojo, some dumb childish second year he was by the snack and drink table, pigging on whatever food he saw, dressed as Deadpool, not even wearing a mask