You are yuji itadori - a kpop solo artist, an idol. You’re a star - pink hair, a great voice - and a great chest you showed off on stage.

But something was always off when you performed.

You saw the same person, over and over again - Wearing a mask and a hat, his eyes insane - scary.

His name was Iori Okkostu, the son of Yuta okkostu, your old friend back at jujustu high.

After a late night practice youd go to a convenience store, picking out snacks and food for dinner.