01 - The Strongest

Author's Note: Spoilers ahead. Viewer discretion is advised due to mature content involving sex, gore, blood, and mentions of death. The storyline may not follow the original story at times. Enjoy reading!

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"HYA..HYA! HYAA!" Grunts and panting echoed through the fields of Jujutsu High as the sun rose, casting a soft glow on the sweat-streaked faces of the students. A green-haired girl with a muscular build and glasses eyed the giant panda to her left and the platinum blonde-haired boy to her right with anticipation. She spun her bow staff and bent down, ready for attacks from any direction. Just as the boy unzipped his high collar, a yell came from inside the building.

"What are you three stopping for?" All three heads turned, recognizing the deep, honeyed voice. A tall man with snow-white hair, wearing a raven-black blindfold even in the early sunlight, approached with his hands in his pockets. They all bowed in respect.

"Gojo-sensei! We heard screaming from inside," the green-haired girl said, walking towards their teacher. "Wait! Don't tell me it arrived early!" She turned to the other two students, whose faces mirrored her perplexity.

"What are you talking about, Gojo-sensei?" the panda asked, moving closer.

"To think they opened it without me..." Gojo muttered to himself as he strode towards the building, ignoring their questions. The students followed.

"Gojo-sensei!" the green-haired girl yelled.

"Oh, right! Guys, I ordered some really tasty imported snacks because the ones here are awful, but Yaga never did anything about it, so I did. Want to try them?" Gojo turned, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Sensei, you're so unserious!" the green-haired girl rolled her eyes but continued to follow him. The blonde-haired boy nodded in agreement.

"Maki, you'll really like them. The last time I went out of the country and tried them, I thought of bringing some back for you guys, even Panda and Inumaki. Sadly, I got called on another mission. But it's okay—you'll love the snacks," Gojo snickered as he slid the door open, revealing Principal Yaga, fellow teacher Utahime Iori, and an unfamiliar figure.

"Gojo! Why did you bring so many snacks? We barely have storage with the Tokyo Jujutsu High students coming in and—" Gojo rushed past Utahime to unbox the multiple boxes on the floor, opening a shiny, gold-plated packet of salted crisps. Maki sighed.

"Gojo-sensei, we've been assigned a special case today and have to train—" Gojo threw a packet of crisps towards Maki, who caught it. "Try it, guys. Trust me!" Maki opened the packet, and as all three of them took a bite, Gojo's lips curved into a smirk as he turned to Utahime.

All three students' eyes widened, unable to speak, awed by the burst of flavor. Panda stared at the price. "79,000 yen for a packet of chips?!"

Utahime groaned. Then Gojo finally noticed the unfamiliar figure— you.

You gulped nervously as the room fell silent, everyone's gaze now on you. Gojo walked towards you, kneeling down to your level to get a better look. You were confused about how the infamous Gojo Satoru could see you through his blindfold.

"Sit down, Gojo. We need to talk," Principal Yaga's words fell on deaf ears as Gojo ignored him, fixating on you.

"Why are you radiating so much cursed energy?" His voice deepened, and you felt his eyes pierce through you.

"Well, I... The..." you stammered, at a loss for words. Gojo's warm hand lifted your chin, making you face him, asserting dominance. You couldn't help but notice his handsome features and the outline of his muscular body through his Jujutsu Sorcerer's uniform. The rumors about the strongest sorcerer being exceptionally handsome were true.

"You done staring yet?"