Thirteen. Thirteen my horrible life changed.
I grew up in the city of Osaka, my father worked as a Lawyer and was rarely in the house, but when he was here he treated me and my mom like shit. He would get mad over the littlest things and if the house was spotless he would still say it's a shit hole. The man yelled at my mom constantly and beat her like it was the seventeen hundreds, and would turn to me like I was a fucking punching bag because my grade dropped a point or my school called them. He to didn't celebrate birthdays. When I was thirteen years old, I had enough. I ran away. I didn't even back a bag or bring food or money with me. I just knew any life would be better than the one I used to have. I was still around a block from the house, I stayed close because I didn't know the city far from there. I needed to wait, but wait for what? Around a week without any food or water or a bath went by until a group of people wearing blue uniforms appeared.
"Wanna come live with us for a bit?"
Rightful owner of Jujutsu Kaisen goes to Gege Akutami thank you for this work of art.