Nagashima Yuki finally transmigrated. More precisely, she reincarnated, straight into the deadly world of Jujutsu Kaisen. The moment she realized where she was, Yuki was thrilled. "Yes! I even got an awesome cursed technique! Time to join the protagonist squad!" All she had to do now was wait for recruitment. After all, wasn't a certain irresponsible white-haired teacher supposed to show up and bring talented kids to Jujutsu High? So she waited. And waited. And waited. "Why hasn't that white-haired teacher come to pick me up yet?! Hurry up and take me to Jujutsu High already!" But instead of an invitation... She attracted the attention of curse users. Now she's being hunted. Constantly. "Where are you, Gojo Satoru?! If Tokyo Jujutsu High won't take me, what about Kyoto?! Somebody recruit me already, please!!" When her life finally becomes impossible to maintain thanks to endless attacks, Yuki reaches a devastating conclusion: "This JJK production crew is way too dangerous! I quit the protagonist team!" And just before she walks into the darkness to fight it on her own terms, she glances back one last time at the school she once dreamed of joining. With tears in her eyes, she shouts toward the sky- "Gojo Satoru! Do you even know what you've lost?!" *** Gojo Satoru was born the strongest. In his entire life, only two things ever slipped through his fingers because he wasn't strong enough. One was the man who nearly killed him - Toji Fushiguro. The other was the mysterious person who appeared after his revival and took Toji away. Sorcerers inherit techniques. That person could dismantle them. Sorcerers attack with cursed energy. That person was immune. Sorcerers stand for justice. That person simply turned around, and walked into the darkness. Her name was Nagashima Yuki. And in the eyes of the jujutsu world, she was someone who stood completely opposite to sorcerers.

In the blink of an eye, the world changes. The adults vanish without a trace. Gone. Except for the students of Metropolitan Advance Nurturing High School.

𝙏𝙞𝙡 3005, 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙥.....

"Noelle." He spoke. That was my first time hearing my name off his lips, and I may have lost my cool for the first time in my life. "Now that I say it, you more of a Noelle than a Nikki" he gave a goofy grin.

"...so you just gonna let the devil punk you? I thought you knew better than that" Grams spoke. I blinked at her, taken aback by her words, mouth slightly agape. "I thought Deion taught you better than that" she added, shaking her head at me slowly.

After moving to Chicago to start a new life, Sveya isn't looking for nothing beyond a fresh start. Between church, school, and learning how to exist without losing herself, her life feels limited...until she meets Solomon.