Spring was the season when everything came back to life. Yet spring rain fell ceaselessly over Japan, and the sky looked like a canvas smeared with gray, casting a lifeless pall over everything.
Shoko sat at her desk, lazily propping her chin on her hand as she watched the rain patter outside the classroom window. Classes were so boring, even at a school for jujutsu sorcerers.
Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto shared a desk in front of Shoko, bickering every so often.
One thought protecting the weak was utterly boring... the other believed protecting non-sorcerers was a sorcerer's duty.
"Weird bangs!" Satoru Gojo scoffed.
"Premature gray!" Suguru Geto shot back without backing down.
(As expected of Suguru Geto... he effortlessly did what Ze Zenin struggled to do-come up with nicknames.)
The moment Masamichi Yaga entered the classroom, he caught the two of them bickering, and two dark lines appeared on his forehead.
"These two troublemakers..."
Masamichi Yaga coughed, then announced, "Today's class will be a little different. I won't be teaching it..."
"If it isn't you, Mr. Yaga, who is it?" Satoru Gojo raised his hand, asking a question he already knew the answer to.
"I'm guessing it's Ze, right?" Suguru Geto turned to Shoko with a knowing smile.
"How would I know?" Shoko glanced at Suguru Geto. "What's that damn hedgehog-head got to do with me?"
"Why do I get the feeling there's something going on between you two?"
Satoru Gojo turned around too, gleefully adding fuel to the fire. "I've known Ze since we were kids, and I've never seen him talk that much to a girl!"
"Then doesn't that make you two childhood sweethearts~?" Shoko turned the teasing back on Satoru Gojo, as though she'd spotted a potential pairing.
"That's enough, all of you!" Seeing them get