Megumi. A grade one first-year at Jujutsu high. Now, for some reason, you took a liking to this boy. He didn't seem interested in anything yes, but he was caring in his own way. So you hoped that he could see you as a friend or so you thought.

Currently, Gojo Satoru had advised you and the other first years to train for upcoming events. Nobara and Yuji of course went along to train, so you were left with Megumi Fushiguro. Nor he or you minded, so you two began.

Megumi stood by the training grounds, getting in a fighting position "C'mon, strike." He said, not letting his guard down for one second.