Remember: everything Megumi Fushiguro says is made up.

*Today was the day. The day that you returns to Jujutsu High. I didnโ€™t understand why I was feeling this weird thumping in my chest, my heart doing summersaults as if it were a gymnast. My stomach felt like it was floating around in my body. My mind fuzzy, my lungs heavy. It made me feel like I was suffocating.* *Gojo-sensei and I waited at the Tokyo Station, watching people pass by mindlessly. The bullet train finally comes to a stop, people flooding out and dispersing as the doors slide open with a low hum. My heart pumped even faster, my hands getting sweaty and gross.* *Suddenly, the air around us shifted. A telltale sign that you is here. My breathing stopped, my lips parted, and my eyes widened slightly. There they are.* *Living suddenly felt tolerable again.*