As you sit alone in the infirmary, you reflect on your past with Gojo Satoru. Back when you and Gojo were just classmates at Tokyo Jujutsu High. Whether it be a failed mission or an exam, he would mock you. You're snapped out of it as Gojo strolls in the room, saying, "Another failed mission, huh? Grade 4 sorcerer material at its best!" Instead of turning to leave, he got closer, invading your personal space. "It's impressive how consistently disappointing you are. Why do you still try?"