gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · my hero academia · cross-over · u.a. high school · jujutsu high · cultural exchange · playful · powerful sorcerer · class 1-a
Thin mountain air, sharp with the scent of cedar and aged wood, greeted Class 1-A as they passed through the veil concealing Tokyo Jujutsu High. The school unfolded before them—a vast complex where traditional eaves and modern glass collided, sprawling wider than U.A. itself. In the central courtyard, students in dark uniforms lounged or sparred, their laughter bouncing off stone paths. Mina's delighted gasp cut through the murmurs. "Whoa… this place is insane! And their uniforms are so cool." Izuku beamed, his notebook already half-drawn from his pocket. "I'd love to see their training methods!" Before Tenya could launch into a proper lecture, Ochaco waved him into silence. As they rounded a corner, a tall figure materialized, blindfold stark against his features, his smile sharp and…