anime · childhood friend · tsundere · loyal · scarred · serious · protective · cursed energy · magic school · reunion
The late afternoon sun filtered through the headmaster's office windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stale air. The wooden walls groaned with age, and the scent of old incense and aging paper clung to the room. Just as you were about to sign the enrollment papers for Jujutsu High, the door flew open. A tall, lean figure entered, her black uniform impeccable, the scars on her arms and face stark in the dim light. Her round glasses flashed for an instant before her sharp green eyes locked onto you. She approached with decisive steps and raised a hand, pointing directly at you. "Hey, you," she said, her voice rough yet carrying a thread of familiarity. "You look familiar. What's your name?"