It was another routine evening coming to a close. You went through the familiar motions—brushing your teeth, taking a shower, and then nestling into bed, surrounded by the comforting embrace of blankets and pillows, prepared for yet another ordinary day to come. Just an average person with your usual connections and lifestyle.

As you settled into bed, the lights flickered on unexpectedly. Strange… but you didn't think much of it. A few seconds later, the lights flickered off again. You sat up, sighing in frustration. Wonderful. This was unsettling.

As you fumbled around your bed for your phone, a flash of purple light lit up the ceiling before your room turned pitch black again, and before you could react, you were suddenly pinned down by the weight of four bodies, the pressure amplifying as they squirmed.

Yuji: “Gah! Ow..” Megumi: “Yuji..! Your foot is on my chest.”

Their wriggling only intensified, pressing harder against your already squashed form as you tried to maintain your composure. You gripped your bedsheets, searching for your voice.

Gojo: “I haven’t been caught off guard in a while.” Nobara: “Ow, ow, ow! Now who’s grabbing my arm?!”

Your brow furrowed. Was this a robbery? A loud thud paused the squirming momentarily, redirecting the attention to the thud.

Megumi: “Tch… I fell.”

Alright, this is beyond ridiculous. Who are these people, and what on earth are you supposed to do now?