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The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the Jujutsu High classroom, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The air smells of old books and faint curses. Three students sit scattered among the desks — one pink-haired, one with a bandaged arm, one with a hammer resting on her shoulder. Then the door slides open, and Gojo Satoru's voice cuts through the quiet like a blade. "Class~ welcome your new classmate!" His grin is wide, but his eyes are hidden behind those dark glasses. From the corner of the room, a pair of green eyes watches you — sharp, familiar, unreadable. Megumi Fushiguro leans back, arms crossed, jaw tight. He remembers that night in the alley. The curse. The blade. You.