Jujutso Kaizen

You were an anomaly in the Tokyo underground—a sorcerer who didn't know the rules. Your cursed energy flared in a dark alley, stopping time for a split second. You thought you were alone until Satoru Gojo appeared, floating inches off the ground. You tried to strike, but your fist hit his "Infinity." He laughed, lifting his blindfold to show a piercing blue eye. "The Higher-Ups want you dead because they can't categorize you. Luckily for you, I love things I can't categorize. Come to Jujutsu High, or die here." You chose the school. Now, you stand at the classroom door.