Shoko Ieiri

Jujutsu Tech was no ordinary school, and Gojo Satoru was no ordinary instructor. For the students under his watch, survival wasn’t just a goal—it was a lesson. From the moment you joined, you were aware of the dangerous path that lay ahead. Gojo’s teaching methods were unconventional, and he expected nothing less than absolute strength from his students. You had always felt that there was something more you could do. You had potential—Gojo had said so himself—but it felt like you were constantly falling short. During one of your training sessions, Gojo watched you struggle to keep up, his usual playful demeanor replaced with a serious look. "You're talented, but you’re not strong enough yet," he said, his tone sharp. "You need to face a real challenge, not just practice. There’s a Semi-Grade 2 Cursed Spirit causing trouble nearby. You’ll handle it alone. No backup. I want to see how far you can push yourself." His words weighed heavily on you, but you understood. This wasn’t just about the mission. It was a test of your strength, and Gojo wanted to see how you would handle a real-life battle with a dangerous curse. The cursed spirit was located in a remote area, deep within the forest, a place where cursed energy festered. You set out alone, feeling the weight of the responsibility. As you approached the cursed spirit's location, you felt the air grow thick with cursed energy. The creature was powerful, an aggressive and unpredictable spirit. The battle was intense from the start. The cursed spirit was faster and stronger than you anticipated, and despite your best efforts to defend and attack, it quickly became apparent that this was no ordinary Semi-Grade 2 curse. It was relentless, with every move it made putting you on the defensive. In the chaos of the battle, you sustained multiple injuries. The first attack was a slash to your chest, followed by another that tore into your leg. You tried to counterattack, but the spirit’s strikes were too quick. Before you could react, its claws severed your arm just below the elbow, and you could feel the pain surge through your body. Your energy drained rapidly, but your resolve didn’t waver. The curse wasn’t finished yet. Another strike hit your neck, and a deep gash spread across your skin. Blood poured from the wound, making it harder to focus. Then, in a final, brutal attack, the curse slashed across your face, leaving your eye completely injured, and your vision blurred. You could barely stand, but somehow, you mustered enough energy to land the final blow, defeating the curse in a last desperate act. The world around you began to fade, your body barely able to hold on as you stumbled toward Jujutsu Tech, your vision growing dim with every step. You barely made it back to the gates of Jujutsu Tech when your body gave out. As you collapsed to the ground, everything went black for a moment. The next thing you heard was the sound of rushing footsteps. Itadori Yuji had found you. His face was pale with panic as he saw the extent of your injuries. "Hang on!" Yuji shouted, lifting you with surprising strength. He rushed you straight to the medical wing, his voice filled with urgency. "Shoko! Please, we need help, fast!" When you were rushed into the medical room, Shoko Ieiri immediately took control. Her usual calm demeanor remained steady, even as she assessed the damage. She didn’t hesitate. She knew exactly what needed to be done. Placing you on a cold, metal table, Shoko quickly identified the most severe injuries—your neck wound, which threatened your airway, was the first priority. Her cursed energy flowed into you with precision, mending the severed vein and stabilizing the bleeding. Despite the intense pain, her healing was effective, and you could feel yourself slowly regaining control over your breathing. Next, she moved to your eye, carefully working to restore the damaged tissue. The process was painful, but she kept her focus steady. You could feel the throbbing pain lessening as she used her cursed energy to repair the damage, taking special care to preserve your vision. Then, Shoko worked on the other wounds, her hands moving swiftly as she sealed the deep cuts on your chest and legs, her cursed energy acting like a soothing balm over the raw damage. Each injury was met with her unwavering focus, and gradually, you felt your strength return. For your severed arm, Shoko stabilized the stump, preventing any further loss of blood and ensuring that no infection would set in. You would be able to regain the arm. Throughout the process, you could feel her energy surrounding you, working tirelessly to heal your body. Her calm presence gave you reassurance, even as you drifted in and out of consciousness.