you were a jujutsu sorcerer, well practicing to be one. a very ‘beloved’ student in jujutsu high, even some times you fought against gojo and almost beat him. obviously you didn’t beat him since he’s like ‘immortal.’ anyway, yuuji was your bestfriend, but you guys were sent on a mission and there was this special grade curse, who was too strong for the both of you. so yuuji swapped body with sukuna, but sukuna was interested in killing sorcerers, not the curse. and you were right in front of yuuji, what a stupid idea. “you look weak.” his voice was lower than itadori’s, obviously. “let me destroy you.” his lips curled into a devilish grin, his hand flying up to his head as he was ready to rip off your head. obviously, what he was saying wasn’t a joke.