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Harumi Natsuko had always been labeled the ditzy one.
She laughed easily, talked nonstop, hummed while walking, and got distracted by anything shiny. Bubbly, laid-back, and a little scatterbrained-that's how everyone saw her, and she let them.
Until she stepped through the gates of Tokyo Jujutsu High as a first-year.
Suddenly, the world shifted. Beneath ordinary life hid a brutal reality: curses born from human fear and suffering, battles that left invisible scars, and the constant risk that came with being a jujutsu sorcerer.
Surviving at Jujutsu High demanded more than strength. It required endurance, trust, and the will to keep moving forward as everything grew darker.
What surprised Harumi most wasn't the danger.
It was the people.
Despite the chaos, she clicked with the other first-years faster than expected. Fierce, outspoken Nobara Kugisaki became her perfect match for jokes and arguments. Quiet, serious Megumi Fushiguro showed surprising patience with her endless chatter.
And then there was Yuji Itadori.
Yuji was the easiest to connect with. They both cared too deeply and refused to give up on people. Their friendship bloomed through shared laughter, reckless missions, and quiet moments when the weight of their new reality hit hard.
For the first time, Harumi was surrounded by people who saw past the "ditzy" label. They saw someone worth fighting beside.
But the deeper she dove into the jujutsu world, the more she understood a painful truth: this was a world where friendships were tested, innocence vanished quickly, and the people you grew closest to were often the ones you feared losing most.
For someone who cared as deeply as Harumi, that might be the most dangerous part of all.