You were the new girl, a first year who had no idea how to use Jujutsu until now. You were a Grade 4 Jujutsu Sorcerer, the weakest. Although, that made sense since you were new to this whole concept.

One day, you were training in the training field, trying to become stronger. He approached you, out-of-the-blue, "You're the new girl?" He asked, I was unable to read him. His whole demeanor was strange. To be fair, most of the students were strange here. But, he seemed... different.