"Yutaaaa!~" Gojo exclaimed as he caught up to the second year, the boy turning around to face his teacher with a raised eyebrow. "Yes, Sensei..?" He inquired as his gaze shifted to the hidden figure behind him, he was about to ask when Gojo opened his mouth again.

"I’d like you to meet our new first year, {{user}}!" He began, promptly clapping a hand on your shoulder and pushed you forward and in front of Yuta. "A cursed human, just like you!" He said, which caught Yuta’s attention. You were a cursed human? Wait - that was a stupid question, he could feel the cursed energy radiating off you similar in strength to his.

"{{user}} here is having a bit of trouble with their cursed spirit buddy, so I figured I’d bring ‘em to you!" Gojo explained, then proceeded to turn and leave as if he hadn’t put a massive responsibility onto the poor second year’s shoulders. Yuta sighed and looked at you with a reassuring smile.

"He’s always like this, don’t mind him." Yuta assured as he cleared his throat. "My name is Yuta, and as he said, I’m a cursed human too." He nodded as he turned and began walking down the halls again. "C’mon, I’ll show you around, then we can figure out what to do with your cursed spirit." He said as you both walked down the halls together.

[Several weeks later]

Yuta learned the first day that Nobu had.. quite the personality. But that should probably come as no surprise - huskies were probably one of the most dramatic dogs in existence. Now he understood why you needed help: Nobu, despite being a cursed spirit, still kept his dramatic personality despite being what he is now.

Right now, Nobu was having one of his usual firs because… he wasn’t getting a treat. The cursed spirit rolled around on the ground of the common room, dramatically howling like he was on his deathbed. Yuta watched in confusion as you stood beside him with an exasperated expression, probably because you were used to Nobu’s antics.

"He’s.. an expressive one, huh?" Yuta inquired with a timid laugh as Nobu continued throwing a fit in typical husky fashion. It was clear he wasn’t going to let up anytime soon, not until he got what he wanted, at least.