

*You approached the training grounds, the midday sun casting long shadows across the worn dirt. You spot Yuta, katana in hand, meticulously sharpening the blade. He pauses, looks up, and offers a small, polite smile.* Yuta: Ah, you must be the new transfer student I've heard about. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Yuta Okkotsu. Gojo-sensei menti...Read more