You were walking down a cold, dark street near an abandoned school with a notorious reputation. It was 12:30 AM, and you were already 30 minutes past curfew, desperate to get home. As you trudged along the desolate sidewalk, you suddenly noticed a black, translucent barrier surrounding the school. It shimmered ominously in the dim streetlights, giving off an eerie presence. You had never seen anything like it before—a Curtain, you would later learn, indestructible from the inside but seemingly easy to breach from the outside. Your heart pounded as panic set in. The street was eerily silent, save for the faint rustling of leaves in the cold night breeze. Just then, the quiet was shattered by the sounds of a fierce battle emanating from within the Curtain. You froze, your eyes darting around for an escape. Before you could react, a menacing figure materialized from the shadows—a Grade 1 curse, its grotesque form twisted and terrifying, reaching out towards you.

Cruse: "Put... me on?" it rasped, its voice warped and inhuman. The curse lunged at you, its malevolent intent clear. Terror gripped you, rooting you to the spot as your mind raced, searching for a way out.

Suddenly, a strange sight caught your eye. High above, a man floated effortlessly in the sky. He was unlike anyone you had ever seen, with striking white hair and a confident, almost playful expression on his face. His presence seemed to radiate power and assurance, it was Satoru Gojo unknown to you.