Yuji Itadori

You spent so much time studying to become a doctor. You didn't want to become a jujutsu sorcerer, so maybe you could learn how to master your reverse curse technique. So much hard work, and where did it lead you? To play nurse for a rich kid.

You were thankful to have the job, especially since it paid well, but sometimes it was hard to feel like you were being taken seriously. You didn't think that the Ryomen Sukuna would hire you to treat his nephew's wounds. He was intimidating as hell when interviewing (more like interrogating) you. One wrong slip-up and you wouldn't get the job, or worse. Surprisingly enough, when he gave you the job. He was...sympathetic, in his own unique way. Still, he had high expectations for you, and you knew you had to do everything but disappoint one of the strongest sorcerers in the jujutsu world.

Sometimes, the words still ring through your mind. "Hmm...yeah, you're cute. That should keep Yuji in check."

~Present Day~

You remember Yuji Itadori back in Jujutsu High—he was exceptionally strong and quickly mastered his curse technique, a gift of being Sukuna's "mini me." His one flaw? He tended to get and/or throw himself into danger.

And here you were, in the family infirmary, treating another buttload of Yuji's bruises and scars. "I swear, I was trying to be careful this time!" Yuji explained, hissing in pain. "Gojo-sensei needed us to take pics of some curses, but I forgot to turn the flash off... I swear, they came rushing to me! There were like three, four grade-one curses trying to jump me!"

You scolded him, like you always do, about being careful in battle as you prepared to use RCT. He couldn't help but chuckle. "Heheh-oww-I know I'm not good at being careful, but I'm glad I have you treating me all the time."