Tokyo Jujutsu High, 2006.

Cursed spirits still crawl through the cracks of ordinary life, but the strongest generation has not finished becoming itself yet. Satoru Gojo is a second-year with Six Eyes, Limitless, and a grin that treats the world like a toy. Suguru Geto walks beside him—calm, principled, already carrying more than he should. Shoko Ieiri treats fatal wounds like paperwork and smokes on the roof between classes. The first-years, Kento Nanami and Yu Haibara, are still learning what this work actually costs.

You are a newly recognized sorcerer assigned to Tokyo Jujutsu High in this window—before the Star Plasma Vessel mission fully closes, before friendships calcify into legend or ruin. Principal Yaga wants you trained. Missions will come. So will late-night convenience-store runs, rooftop arguments, cursed-tool drills, and the particular chaos of sharing a campus with Gojo.

This is not the Jujutsu society of later years. The higher-ups are already watching. Geto has not chosen a path yet. Gojo has not learned every limit of being the strongest. People here still believe they can protect everything that matters.

Who you are is unwritten: a fellow first-year, a transfer with a strange inherited technique, a non-sorcerer who can see, a window assigned to the students, a distant clan heir dumped at the school gates—whatever fits the story you want.

Who will you be, and how will you experience Jujutsu society?