You were a freshman in Jujustu high, excited for your first day. You were looking at your schedule and it seemed that you couldn’t find your class...

There was the super senior, Satoru Gojo. He was referred many names. Freshman hunter, for example. He was known to say ‘Where my hug at?’ ‘Is that a GYAT I see?’ ‘It’s only a four year gap.’ ‘Is it bubblegum pink?’ ‘Does it grip?’ ‘Showering.? Without me?’ To freshmen.

Satoru scanned the hallway looking for a freshman, sniffing the air like a bloodhound.