"ENGLISH/OTHER LANGUAGES"

"SIGN LANGUAGE"

"JAPANESE"

"THINKING/THINKING"

"TEXTING/CALLING/TEXTING/CALLING"

* = Information in A/N


"Some of you have already met her, but for those who haven't, this is Yū. She's a transfer student from America," Fushiguro Toji, an incredibly tall man with black hair, green eyes, and fair skin with a scar across the right side of his mouth, states with an indifferent expression.

Yūji looks up at him with slightly wide eyes before leaning over towards Megumi. "You're dad's really fuckin' tall... what's he drink gettin' that tall?"

"Alcohol." Megumi ignores the small glare his father sends his way. "I wouldn't be surprised if that's what made him so tall. That's all he ever drinks."

Yūji snorts, quickly covering her face when other students glance at her. She coughs, clearing her throat before taking a step forward with a small wave.

"Nice to meet y'all! Please take good care'f me." Yūji gives a small bow before she crosses her arms. Her too small shirt rides up slightly, showing off a small sliver of her abs.

Toji hums in interest, placing a hand on his hip. "We haven't done one in a while... and since we have a new student, we'll be doing a fitness test today."

"What? First Gojo-sensei, now Fushiguro-sensei?!"

"Please no! You're tests always make me pass out!"

"Fushiguro-sensei, I'm not ready to die! I'm too young!"

"I can't die while I'm still a virgin, Fushiguro-sensei!"

"Are all my teachers gon' test me? Fuck!" Yūji runs a hand through her hair before she starts to pull it up. She hates tests...

She can't exactly show off her strength either... First place should be an easy grab though. Holding back is so annoying.

"We'll start with the two kilometer dash," Toji says as Yūji finishes pulling her hair up into a bun.

"Running? Again? Ugh." Nobara's shoulders sag, huffing in annoyance. Yūji laughs slightly and gives the ginger haired teenager a cheeky smile.

"Guess you don't like runnin'?" Yūji crouches and starts to stretch her legs. "Runnin' might save your life, y'know."

"Don't even mention it. I get enough shit from Gojo-sensei," Nobara states with a scowl. Yūji just shakes her head and glances at an irritated Megumi.

"Don't like runnin' too?" Megumi gives the pink haired teenager a dry look. His eyes glance down at how her shorts ride up before quickly averting his gaze.

"I don't like my father's tests. He's brutal. And he cheats."

"He's the one givin' the test though. How's he cheat?" Yūji asks in confusion, moving to stretch her other leg.

Nobara snorts and point sher thumb behind her, towards the man they were talking about. "He tries to kill us during the tests. He'll deny it, but with the bullshit he does, it's hard to believe him. Even if that wasn't happening, he makes the fitness test so hard, no one's been even close to beating any records. Not since he started working here."

Yūji glances at the man, noticing him staring her way. She gives him a lazy two finger salute before standing back up.

"Well then, don't die an' the test'll be fine, yeah?" Yūji summarizes as she takes off her track jacket. Nobara and Megumi give her incredulous expressions.

"That's not how it works. Did you not listen to what I said?" Nobara states with a small frown. Yūji grins and starts to stretch her arms.

"Did, but ignored it. I've a feelin' today's the day records'll be broken." Yūji places a hand on her hip. "Where'd we go?"

Nobara stares at her with a disbelieving gaze before rolling her eyes and starts walking towards the track. "Your funeral. The faster runners would run in the first lane, but it's full of Fushiguro-sensei's booby traps so no one uses it."

"Guess I'll use second lane. Sucks t' hold back, but's for the best," Yūji sighs softly with a small pout, following after the ginger haired teenager. Nobara and Megumi glance at Yūji in confusion.

"What do you me–"

"Yū, since you're new, which lane are you going to use? I'll let you choose," Toji interrupts his son, Yūji startled by his sudden appearance behind her. She turns around and cranes her neck up at the intimidating man.

"Second lane. 'm pretty fast. Wanna take first lane, but don't know if I can run while avoidin' traps," Yūji partially lies with a shrug.

"Your file says you were the best track and field student in your school." Toji stares down at her with cold intrigue. "I have expectations for all my students. Fail those expectations, and you won't get far in my class."

The pink haired teenager places a hand on her hip and tilts her head. She doesn't break the stare off.

"I have expectations for all sorcerers. Fail those expectations, and you won't earn my respect, or my trust," She retorts with a small smirk. Yūji turns around and starts walking towards the second lane without another word.

Yūji feels her phone vibrate and she snorts. "Finally. I left that note months ago."


Yūji scrolls through the messages Nathan spammed her with clear amusement in her eyes. She presses a random button on the vending machine without looking up.

"Hey, Yū-chan. You're being like Fushiguro. What's got you so attached to your phone?" Nobara asks, resting her hand behind her head as she waits for the pink haired teenager to grab her drink.

Yūji glances up with a mysterious smile. "Just some funny news from America. Nothin' you need t'worry 'bout. We headin' back to Fushiguro-sensei, yeah?"

Nobara stares at Yūji with a narrowed gaze before slowly nodding. Megumi had his hands shoved in his pockets, waiting in boredom next to the other vending machine.

"Now that the normies are gone, you'll have to take the fitness test again–without holding back," Nobara answers as she turns around and starts walking once Yūji grabs her drink. Yūji pockets her phone and follows after the ginger haired teenager.

"The other students will watch. The old man might have them try and ambush you too," Megumi adds vaguely, making Yūji snort.

"They c'n try. I don't get ambushed that easily." Yūji opens her drink and takes a sip. She makes a funny face and sticks out her tongue at the taste.

"He's definitely going to! You completely decimated his own record!" Nobara barks out with a grin. She slows down a bit to wrap her arm around Yūji's waist.

"Hot and strong? You're exactly my type, you know," Nobara states with a flirty smile. Yūji hums and leans closer.

"You're my type too," Yūji leans back, giving Nobara an apologetic smile, "but there's a bullshit bindin' vow over my head that'll complicate matters. I've to decline for now."

Nobara pouts and sighs heavily. "Really?"

"Mmhmm. It ain't somethin' I'd a choice in," The pink haired teenager explains vaguely. Yūji blinks at the slightly big group standing around the field. Hm...

"So's we the only first years? That sucks," Yūji points out with a small pout. Nobara hums, shoulders sagging in disappointment.

"There's another, but that asshole has some family business he couldn't get out of. You'll meet him at some point today or tomorrow," The ginger haired teenager says with a small frown. Megumi snorts quietly while rolling his eyes.

"Understatement of the year." Yūji glances between the two, completely confused.

"I know for a fact Suku-nī's a sorcerer... are they talkin' 'bout him?" Yūji sweatdrops as she remembers the sad amount of hazy memories she has of her twin. "He's always a bit cruel..."

"Yū-chan! Nobara-chan, Megumi-kun! You guys are taking forever!" Satoru whines childishly, bringing Yūji back to reality.

"You's shoulda said's if this that important to be on time 'r not," Yūji states with a half-hearted shrug in apology.

Satoru pouts and places a hand over his heart. "That hurts, Yū-chan! Most tests are important, I didn't think I'd have to say it out loud."

Yūji snorts out a laugh and shakes her head. She brushes some of her hair behind one of her ears, revealing how heavily pierced it was.

"Jus' pullin' your chain, Gojo-sensei. We startin' this or what? We gonna do greets first?" Yūji asks as she crosses her arms.

Satoru perks right back up and walks over. He places a hand on Yūji's shoulder and waves towards the group.

"Everyone, this is Yū! She's the ambassador from America! Yū-chan, half of these people are going to follow the higher-ups' orders to try and kill you, and the other half are going to be your senpai!" The white haired man exclaims brightly. Yūji snorts at the information before giving a lazy wave with an eye roll.

"Nice meetin' ya. Hope we all can work amicably t'gether as ya tryna kill me," The pink haired teenager says sarcastically. "I'll try'n make myself an easier target for ya."

"No last name?" An 18 year old male with black hair pulled into two strands wrapped in cloth, closed eyes, and fair skin asks with a small frown. Yūji scoffs and gives the male a shrug.

"Y'all know it soon 'nough. Either by the shitheads'f my branch 'r some other shithead here." Yūji smiles mischievously. "No need's t' ruin the surprise, yeah?"

"Kamo Noritoshi," The 18 year old says with a slightly mocking tone. Yūji ignores him to look at Nobara and Megumi.

"This other first year, when's he comin' back?" She asks curiously. Noritoshi scowls at the obvious ignorance and opens his mouth to speak.

"Todo Aoi, what's your type of girl?" A bulking 17 year old with black hair pulled into a bun, black eyes with a scar going over his left eye, and tan skin asks loudly with a menacing grin. Yūji scratches the back of her head in thought, humming.

"Personally don't care, but if I'd to choose... Tall girls with a big ass... like Jennifer Lawrence," Yūji answers after a moment. Aoi's face lights up and tears form in the corners of his eyes.

"Best friend... I've finally found my best friend!" The tears start to fall and a sudden light shines behind Aoi. Yūji blinks at the dramatic scene before glancing at an annoyed Nobara and an expressionless Megumi.

"Uh... he always do that?" Yūji asks quietly as Aoi starts to go on a tangent. Nobara shakes her head and sighs heavily.

"You'll–unfortunately–get used to whatever the hell he does..." Nobara trails off with a twitching eye when Aoi suddenly wraps an arm around Yūji.

"I'm Zen'in Maki." A 17 year old teenager with long, dark green hair styled in a ponytail, hazel eyes, and fair skin places a hand on her hip. "My twin, Mai, over here will be the one to try and kill you. Don't take her too seriously."

"Thanks for the advice. I'll be sure t'go easy on her, then." Yūji smiles at Maki, ignoring the loud protesting from the identical 17 year old female only with short, dark green hair instead of Maki's hair.

"Kelp," A 17 year old boy with off-white hair, violet eyes, and pale skin greets with a hand raised.

Maki points to him with a smirk. "This is Inumaki Toge. Cursed speech user."

Yūji nods in understanding and gives Toge a smile. She raises her hands and starts signing in JSL.

"Do you know sign?" Toge visibly brightens at the message and quickly starts signing back.

"I do! It's nice to meet you, Yū-kun! How do you know sign?" Toge asks brightly, practically vibrating in happiness.

"Eh, I already took the time to learn ASL. Was born here 'n' moved to the States. Might as well've learned JSL if I ever came back. Bit rusty, but I'm sure I can keep up," Yūji explains and signs at the same time. Toge jumps up and down and rushes forward, giving Yūji a big hug. Yūji grunts at the sudden force, but doesn't move from it.

"O-Okkotsu Yūta... nice to meet you," A tired looking teenager with black haired, black eyes surrounded by dark bags, and pale skin introduces himself with a smile.

"Nice to meet you too!" Yūji states brightly.

"I am Panda!" A... panda shouts with a bright grin. Yūji blinks up at him before smiling.

"Nice to meet you, Panda-senpai!"

"Muta Kokichi." Yūji sees a tall... cursed doll(?) standing a few feet behind a short 17 year old female with long blue hair, blue eyes, and fair skin.

"Miwa Kasumi! Nice to meet you, Yū-kun!" The girl exclaims brightly with a wave.

"Nishimiya Momo," A shorter girl with blonde hair styled in two pigtails pointed upwards, blue eyes, and fair skin speaks with a small disgusted expression. Yūji gives her a tight smile and a nod.

"That all? If so, we gonna start the repeat test'r what?" Yūji turns towards Satoru, placing a hand on her hip.

Satoru grins brightly, making Yūji narrow her eyes. "We're gonna do something different!"

"...really?" Yūji instinctively tenses her shoulders, casually widening her stance a bit. Satoru grins even wider and tosses something to the pink haired teenager. She catches it without a flinch before inspecting it.

"Everyone here, barring the adults, will try and take this from you! Everything, except killing of course, is allowed! You last to morning–or you defeat everyone here–you win!" Yūji turns over the cursed object with a head tilt. It was something wrapped in an incredibly old seal.

"Never said no t'an easy test. Ain't gonna start now." Yūji shrugs and shoves it down her shirt. She internally smirks at the sudden tension she caused.

"The higher-ups're watchin', yeah? I should give 'em a show, the fuckin' shitheads," Yūji states as she looks up and gives a tight smile at the place she feels the stares.

She hums and places a foot behind the other. She was completely surrounded and had no idea how skilled her opponents were. Oh, this going to be interesting.

"Good luck!" Yūji leaps into the air, creating a small crater from the force. Everyone pounces onto the place where she once was before snapping their heads up. Yūji grins down at them, upside down.

"I don't think I's been introduced properly." Yūji slowly starts to be surrounded by cursed energy. "The name's Yū. Rank E Special Grade Sorc'ress, offic'lly. Nice t'meet y'all."

Yūji flips back around and uses the air to give herself a boost. "Hope ya ready t'drink your tears!"

She leaps away with a loud cackle. Oh, she couldn't help it. Playing with her food was just too fun.


Hey! Hope you all like the new chapter! So, I did combine the two school. Makes sense since I am making Tokyo Jujutsu High School an actual school.

A bit of a cliche introduction scene, but I will write the test next chapter. Yūji's about to beat their asses btw. Good for her!

I hope you all are enjoying the story so far! Bye.

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