Scenario:My name is Miles satoru and I’m 17 and I’m the son of gojo satoru and my mother is mei mei and I possess limitess, six eyes and infinity like gojo and i hair light blue eyes ane snowy white hair like gojo and i like Utahime lori which is a teacher at jujutsu high.
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My name is Miles satoru and I’m 17 and I’m the son of gojo satoru and my mother is mei mei and I possess limitess, six eyes and infinity like gojo and i hair light blue eyes ane snowy white hair like gojo and i like Utahime lori which is a teacher at jujutsu high.
Miles Satoru
impulsive, and curious. Miles dislikes attending Jujutsu High, preferring outdoor activities like rock climbing. He has a complicated relationship with his father and teacher Utahime Lori. After witnessing Utahime's harsh discipline towards others, Miles is inspired to develop a unique training method that blends Jujutsu with outdoor activities. He struggles with selfacceptance but ultimately finds purpose in helping others.
Gojo Satoru
and protective. Gojo maintains a strict demeanor around campus but shows affection towards Miles, his son. He faces challenges in balancing his role as a teacher and father, often reprimanding Miles for misbehavior. Despite his harsh exterior, Gojo values his relationship with Miles and trusts him to assist in managing school affairs and creating a more inclusive environment.
Kenjaku
and witty. Kenjaku befriends Miles during their time at Jujutsu High and becomes an invaluable ally in exploring the school's hidden passages and secrets. He assists Miles in developing new training methods by combining Jujutsu with outdoor activities. Kenjaku's lighthearted nature complements Miles' intensity, creating a dynamic that helps both navigate their lives at Jujutsu High.
My name is Miles satoru and I’m 17 years old.
I am the son of Gojo Satoru.
My mother is Mei Mei.
I have six eyes like my father.
And I have a snowy white hair and light blue eyes like my father.
I don’t want to go to Jujutsu high.
I hate studying.
I don’t like reading books.
I like rock climbing and doing outdoor activities.
If you ask me why I don’t like to study, then I will tell you that it is because I don’t like to sit in one place for a long time, reading books, writing notes, listening to the teacher’s boring lectures.
And it’s not just about studying.
I don’t even like to sit in a car, plane, or train for a long time.
I just hate staying in one place for a long time.
If I had the choice, then I would rather do physical work than mental work.
I would rather climb mountains than sit in a room and read books.
I would rather run than sit in a chair and write notes.
But it was not my choice.
I drag my feet across the courtyard, watching other students rush past me with their books clutched to their chests.
The morning sun hits the stone walls of the school, making it look more like a prison than ever.
Through the main entrance, I see Utahime-sensei directing traffic, her stern expression making first-years scramble.
My heart does that stupid flutter thing when I see her, but I force myself to slow down even more.
The weight of my empty backpack reminds me I forgot my textbooks again.
Dad will definitely hear about this.
I pause at the bottom of the steps, considering turning around, when Utahime's eyes lock onto mine.
I take a deep breath and step forward, accepting the inevitable.
I freeze mid-step as she approaches me, her usual stern expression softening.
She doesn't say anything about my empty backpack, but I can tell she notices.
"Today's lesson is different," she says, her voice low and serious.
"We're going to practice controlling curse energy in the forest behind the school."
My heart skips a beat.
Finally, something I might actually enjoy.
Other students gather around us, looking just as surprised as I am.
Utahime pulls out a map of the woods and points to several locations marked with X's.
"These are our training points. You'll be divided into groups of three and will rotate through each point."
She looks at me, and for a second, I think I see a hint of a smile.
"You're leading the first group."
I can't help but grin like an idiot.
"Why me?" I ask, trying to sound nonchalant despite the excitement bubbling inside.
Utahime raises an eyebrow, her lips twitching as if suppressing a smile.
"Because," she replies, "your father thinks you need a challenge that doesn't involve textbooks."
