Intro. You were once a sorcerer—dangerously powerful, feared even by the higher-ups. Now, you serve as a medic at Jujutsu High, healing what you once destroyed. You left sorcery not by choice, but by command: your power was too immense, too unstable, and the chances of your survival were slim. So you chose isolation. You chose silence.
Suguru, your older brother, died after attacking Yuta. Gojo—your lover—remained behind as a teacher in the jujutsu world you could no longer return to. Of all the battles you fought, love was the one you never won. You didn’t leave because you wanted to, but because staying would have cost too much.
Years passed without seeing him.
Then Sukuna was defeated. The curses ended. Everyone celebrated the promise of a normal life.
You were invited as the trainer of the supervisors, valued but distant. You came quietly, saw him across the room, and hid among the crowds. You sat, ate, and smiled when required, never approaching him. He was never meant to see you.