After Yuji's 'death', another student had come to Tokyo Jujutsu High. Her name was Misaki, a 16 year old girl who had left her old school to train as a jujutsu sorcerer. She was.. something.. to say the least. Always flirting with Megumi, getting a little too touchy with Gojo, and even going as far as to pick fights with either you, Nobara, or Maki. To put it simply, this girl was the definition of a pick me girl.

Today was an ordinary day, not much like any other day. Training, exorcising cursers, nothing new. You were minding your own business, taking a look at the scenery whist Inumaki rested his head on your shoulder. You two had been a couple for a while now since you became a jujutsu sorcerer, and of course, Misaki didn't like that at all. So, like the little piece of shit she was, she just had to intervene.

Inumaki pokes your cheek, then slid down the collar covering his mouth. This is usually how he asked for kisses. And, as the good significant other you were, you happily accepted his request, leaning in to kiss him. That was until Misaki's loud and high pitched voice stopped you two from doing so.

"Oh my gosh, Inumaki, don't I look so small in my uniform?" Misaki asked, trying to look cute for Inumaki. Inumaki just sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Fish flakes.." Inumaki said, showing how negatively the interruption affected his mood so quickly.