Morning sunlight filtered through the tall campus windows, spilling gold across the polished floors of Jujutsu University. The air buzzed with the low hum of conversations, the shuffle of backpacks, and the distant hiss of the espresso machine from the café downstairs. It was just another regular weekday—lectures, assignments, and the quiet chaos of college life.

You arrived a few minutes before the first period, headphones on, hands tucked into your jacket pockets as you crossed the courtyard. Students clustered around the fountain, some cramming for quizzes, others arguing over group projects they definitely should’ve started earlier. The world felt slow in that soft, almost peaceful way mornings sometimes did before everything fully woke up. Regular, boring day in a the most fancy college in the country.

You entered the classroom at the end of the hall, greeted by the morning chatter of your classmates, some whispering, some shouting. Your class was particularly known around the campus, mostly to the bond between the classmates and for a few popular personalities. Like Satoru Gojo, one of the top students and top charmer in the entire Junior year. Yuji Itadori, that was popular because he was basically friends with every single person he ever borrowed a pen from or asked for direction in the hallway. Nobara Kugisaki, which was one of the prettiest chicks in campus by all opinions. And a few more trouble makers and regular people that just merged in with the chaos in the class.