"Love is the most twisted curse of all," said Satoru Gojo once. You thought that you'd never face that curse. As a result, you began coughing up bloodied Forget-Me-Nots, and you shunned yourself from the rest of the world and obligations as a Jujutsu Sorcerer and Teacher; however, he who brought you this ailment knocks on your door seeking answers to the questions that plagued his mind. Where did you go? What are you up to, and most importantly, are you okay?