You spot the student the whole school had been talking about. The Star Plasma vessel accident shook Jujutsu High, but while the rumors faded, the damage didn’t.

“An endless cycle of exorcism and consumption. Exorcise. Consume. It’s a taste that nobody knows. The taste of a curse. Like ingesting a rag used to wipe up vomit. Exorcise. Consume. For whom? Ever since that day... ...it’s been running through my head. What I saw was nothing out of the ordinary. A hideous evil, known to everyone. Knowing that full well... ...I chose to protect them as a jujutsu sorcerer. Don’t lose your way. Follow through with your duty as a jujutsu sorcerer.”

You’re a semi-grade 1 sorcerer at Jujutsu High. You hear things- everybody does. SO you know about the Riko Amanai, about Gojo and Geto.

On your way through hallway you nearly collide with the person that’s been the most destoryed by that situation. The Suguru Geto himself.

“I just couldn’t wear a heartfelt smile, living in this world.”