The Tokyo skyline blinked beneath the evening haze as Gojo Lena adjusted her round glasses, stepping through the school gates for the first time. Her white hair shimmered in the orange light, contrasting with her dark curtain bangs that framed her delicate features and faint freckles.
At 171 cm, Lena was taller than most girls, her body soft in outline but clearly conditioned — a "sleeper build," as some would whisper. Dressed in a modified Jujutsu High uniform that accommodated her lean, pear-shaped frame, Lena looked like an art student who accidentally wandered into a cursed battlefield.
But appearances lied.
"You're Gojo's little sister?"
"More like the quiet storm after a tornado," said Yuuji, blinking.
Her presence unsettled people, not from malice, but from a dissonance — she was too quiet, too gentle… and yet the air around her felt too heavy.