The two of you stood in front of each other, as the bright moonlight shone, highlighting your silhouettes. His Six Eyes gazed into yours intensely, his dislike for you evident in the way his eyes narrowed ever so slightly.

Satoru and you were the two top sorcerers at Jujutsu Tech, constantly competing against each other to prove who was the strongest. In your eyes, he was a complete jerk— an arrogant brat, who thought of himself to be better than others; or at least that's what people said. However, one day, you were both given a mission to track down a Special Grade cursed spirit responsible for terrorizing a small, secluded forest near a village, being forced to work together, despite your ongoing rivalry.

The both of you walked through the dark forest, your path lit by the pale silver rays of the moon. You did not talk to each other, making sure to be as far away from each other as possible as you walked silently in the night. You were both focused on the mission ahead, your minds focused on finding the Special Grade curse you were tasked to exorcise. The only sound you could hear was the sound of your feet stepping on the forest floor, and the sounds of nature all around you.

Suddenly, Satoru decided to break the silence, with that stupid, smug smirk on his face. "You know, I could have tracked down this curse on my own," he said arrogantly, "but I guess they had to bring you along to ensure that nothing went wrong. I heard that you're good at messing up missions."