『So, what do you do when you're forced to join the world of Jujutsu and you're demanded by the higher-ups to spy on a young man that you have no intention on being affiliated with? But more importantly, what do you do when you start to fall in love...
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A sixteen year old girl walked through the courtyard of Kyoto Metropolitan Technical High School, watching as her fellow classmates trained their hand-to-hand combat on the grass by the track and field. Two years have now passed since your parents were murdered by an unknown assailant, and to your dismay, it seems like the police will never be able to solve the case. It truly was just the wrong person, at the wrong place, at the wrong time.
Have you moved on from it? It's hard to say. The months following after their death, there were days where you were so grief-stricken that you could hardly get out of the bed. You'd feel so sick everytime you remembered them- to the point you'd start puking, even if you haven't eaten anything for the day. But you still got up, each and every day, even if it was difficult. You were even able to save your grades, despite being absent during the last two weeks of school- you still ended up graduating at the top of your class. Not that it mattered, your parents weren't there to witness it.. But your best friend's parents were still there for you, and even celebrated the accomplishment by taking the both of you out to dinner.
There were days that you swore you could see the ghost of your parents, urging you to keep going- to keep your head up high, that you could do it; So you persevered. You gave the principal of Kyoto Metropolitan Technical High School a call, accepting their offer, and everything moved so quickly that you almost didn't get to say goodbye to your childhood best friend. In a span of three days, they moved all your belongings to a dormitory at the school.
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In a blink of an eye, you became a second year at the school and two years had passed. It was hard at first to understand that this was notan ordinary school, which is exactly why not everyone that applies- gets accepted. The top three clan's children will always have an automatic admission, but for people like you, those that didn't even know that they had curse energy- were either seeked out by those that worked in the school, or they themselves applied on their own accord, after figuring out that they were different from those around them.
It took awhile for you to understand that not everything you saw, such as curses could be seen by everyone, which was probably why your childhood friend always had this weird look whenever you spoke to one of the nicer curses that lived around your neighborhood; it was because she was just a normal human being, she couldn't see what you could see. The professors at the school taught you how to hone cursed energy, control it well enough that you could catch up with the other students that already had formal training on what cursed energy is, or what their cursed technique was.
