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2017 - present
A young girl trudged up the stairs tiredly, entering the premises of Tokyo Prefectural Jujustu High school. Dragging her feet, kicking up dirt, she slowly made her way down the long path towards the large wooden building, its roof shaped of that of a shrine.
Her arms swayed from sighed to sigh, sweat dripping down the side of her face. Her hands were covered in dried blood. Her breathing was steady, but slow. Her shoulder length brown hair was tangled and untamed. The black tank top she was wearing had wrinkles, the fabric struggling to stay on her shoulders. Her jean shorts were stained in a dark red liquid, along with her white sneakers. Visible bags formed under her eyes.
She made it up another flight of stairs, before entering the building that was her destination. She stopped in the center of the dimly lit room, glaring blankly at a man who was sewing stuffed dolls.
The man, also known as Principal Masamichi Yaga, looked up at the woman, sticking his thin metal needle into the blue bear he was knitting. "...You're getting blood on the hard wood."
"..."
"Didn't expect to see you here,
y/n."
"...Where's Gojo?"
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