Chapter 1: New Start

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I walked into the grand entrance of Justjstu High, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. This was my first teaching job, and I was ready to start a new chapter in my life. I had heard so much about Principal Yaga and the renowned sorcerers who taught here, but nothing had quite prepared me for the imposing figure that awaited me in the office.


Principal Yaga sat behind his desk, a stern but welcoming presence. "Welcome, Y/N," he said, his voice resonating with authority. "I've been looking forward to meeting you. Please, take a seat.""Thank you, Principal Yaga," I replied, settling into the chair opposite him. "It's an honor to be here."


He nodded. "Your resume is impressive. But beyond your academic achievements, I understand you possess a curse technique. Can you tell me more about it?"I hesitated, feeling a little self-conscious. "Honestly, Principal Yaga, I don't know much about it myself. I was told I have a rare technique, but I've never had formal training. My clan... disappeared years ago, and I was too young to learn much from them."


Principal Yaga's eyes softened. "I see. Well, we're here to help you develop your abilities further. You're in good hands."


Just then, the door burst open, and two men walked in. One wore a blindfold, his silver hair spiked and his demeanor playful, while the other had a more serious expression, with his neatly combed blond hair and suit.


"Yaga! You're not monopolizing the new teacher, are you?" the blindfolded man said with a grin. "We wanted to introduce ourselves too."


Principal Yaga sighed. "Y/N, meet Satoru Gojo and Kento Nanami. They're two of our top sorcerers here."


Gojo stepped forward, his grin widening. "Nice to meet you, Y/N! Heard a lot about you."Nanami gave a polite nod. "Welcome. It's good to have new talent joining us."


"Thank you," I said, feeling slightly overwhelmed by their contrasting energies.


Gojo leaned in, his curiosity evident. "So, what's your curse technique? Do you know?"I shook my head. "Not really. I've only used it a few times, and even then, it was mostly by accident."


"Well, we'll help you figure it out," Gojo said confidently. "In the meantime, why don't we give you a tour?"


Principal Yaga nodded. "Yes, Gojo and Nanami can show you around. Get acquainted with the place."


As we walked through the halls, Gojo kept up a steady stream of chatter, while Nanami interjected with more practical information. "This is the training area," Nanami explained. "You'll probably spend a lot of time here honing your skills."


"And over here is the dormitory," Gojo added. "You'll be staying in an apartment-style room. Mine is nearby, so if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."


I couldn't help but feel a bit more at ease with Gojo's friendly demeanor. "Thanks, Gojo. I appreciate it."


As we continued, we ran into three students. A girl with auburn hair and a confident stance, a shy-looking boy with dark hair, and a cheerful guy with a broad smile.

"Hey, guys!" Gojo called out. "This is Y/N, our new teacher."


The girl, Nobara, looked me up and down before smiling. "You look cool. Nice to meet you, Y/N."The shy boy, Megumi, nodded, avoiding direct eye contact. "Hi."


The cheerful one, Yuji, practically bounced on his feet. "Wow, a new teacher! That's awesome! I'm Yuji Itadori. Nice to meet you!"


"Nice to meet all of you," I replied, smiling at their enthusiasm.After introducing me to the students, Nanami checked his watch. "I have to leave now. Gojo, take care of the rest of the tour."


"Sure thing," Gojo said. "See you tomorrow, Nanami."


As we walked towards my apartment, Gojo continued to ask questions, trying to get to know me better. "So, Y/N, where did you grow up?"


"I was raised in a small town," I said, glancing at him. "My parents and brother died in an accident when I was 14. Since then, I've been trying to figure out what happened and how to use my curse technique."


Gojo's expression softened. "I'm sorry to hear that. It's tough losing family, especially so young."I nodded, feeling a lump in my throat. "Yeah. But it's also what drives me. I want to teach the next generation and hopefully find some answers along the way."


Gojo smiled gently. "Well, you're in the right place. We're all here to support each other. And hey, if you ever need to talk or just hang out, my door's always open."


"Thanks, Gojo. That means a lot."


Just then, Gojo's phone buzzed. He glanced at it and grinned. "Hey, Y/N, how do you feel about going out for drinks tonight? Some of us are getting together, and I'd love for you to join us."

I hesitated, memories of past betrayals making me cautious. "I don't know, Gojo. I've had some bad experiences with trusting people."


He placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "I get it. But my friends are good people. I promise. It'll be fun, and it's a great way to get to know everyone."Taking a deep breath, I nodded. "Okay. I'll go."


"Great!" he said, his grin widening. "Meet me outside your apartment at eight. Wear something casual."


As I got ready that evening, I couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. This was a new beginning, and maybe, just maybe, things would be different this time. When I stepped outside, Gojo was waiting, his usual playful smile in place.


"Ready?" he asked.


"Ready," I replied, feeling a glimmer of hope for the future.


Together, we headed out into the night, ready to embrace whatever came next.

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