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The flow of emotions that I felt during this moment can't be expressed. It was sort of confusing; Was I crying? Was I contemplating my decisions for watching this anime? Damn man, after knowing that what's gonna happen after this made me cry like a bitch-
Living in a Dystopian world, where bots have taken up the control in their hands, the mankind set forward to bring a revolution in sustenance of their being. As to condemn the up bringing of the so called Creators who banished the lives of thousands for selfish reasons, an organisation rises to settle scores and to revive the eradicating humanity. Many squadrons are in race to tackle the world of Mechanoids and all this can happen only when the Key is in their hands.
The voices keep ringing in my head, repeating the same thing again and again. Those words certainly had etched themselves on each groove of my brain. It hurtsโit hurts immensely. Every day I try to wake up with a sane mind, but the growing voices wonโt let me. It feels like a tight grasp on my brain, which is scratching its way deep to the core, little by little. Hair strands are now littered around my petite body; the worn-out nails of my hands keep punching and tugging at the hair on my scalp. Warm and fresh blood cascades down my head; still, I continue to rip them off. This unsought pull towards insanity pushes me to set a new limit every time. Is it red that I am seeing, or is my vision impaired? Itโs resonating all over my body. I canโt reach out to them; my hands have gone numb. I thought that it might come to an end soon, but it was fool of me to take it as some frivolous matter until...
โThose hands that have felt the essence of blood once shall seek it again.โ
Pleaseโฆ Someone help me.
. . .
The dusty blades of the fan were whirling slowly, consuming nearly a quarter of a minute to complete their remaining spin.
Darkโฆ power out? Or is it?
My deranged physique prudently crawled to the window sill and I gently placed my palm flat on the cold glass. I could have opened it, but the gust outside was too strong for my body to deal with.
Itโs going to commence soon.
The whole of Osaka was drowned in the cries of Mother Earth, weeping and screaming her hearts out at the bleakness of the humans. Her tears were stained with grief and pain; they held remorse that couldnโt be healed even in the many upcoming years of probable renascence. We, the superintendents of the world, in the path of creating divinity, summoned the brutes of nature.
โIt was never for persistence, rather for power enforcement. Humans have always been foreseeable. All they do is for egocentric acknowledgement.โ A guy in his slightly wet, sanguine anorak locks the apartment door behind him with a soft click. His rain boots rested in one corner of the foyer as his heavy feet hauled him into the room. Those hooded feline eyes and dark hair had always deceived people he wanted. He has been coming often to this rundown apartment; I doubt for what? I am not even wary of his intentions, yet I smell suspicion at how he drops off a three-time meal at my threshold. I never prized the fact, even when I found that the beverage deserved a Michelin star, even though it felt oddly even.
โA place so unwelcoming doesnโt expect to have visits occasionally,โ I didnโt budge, my fingers roughly pushing up the loose shirt that had been worked up to its limit but still carried to hang on me just a little longer. The eyes, which once held some life in them, had now gone impassive at the sight of The Halo.
As the megastructure hovers above the city of remnants protects us from the menaces of the other side, we on the inside are counting our days to extinction.
Those lives, who have gone through tough battles on this ball of resisting life, now yearn for the Emancipation of Humanity.ย
โTotally defiling the perpetual customs now, are we?โ He drags the chair to the edge of the bed and settles down leisurely on it with elbows resting against his knees.
This silence wasnโt normal; there was a surge of raging storms on both ends of the wall supporting the specks of the human race. There have always been two contrasts to anything: both bawl at success, both bleed in sacrifice, both deceive something, and both face defeat even in the phase of victory.
All the discrete fragments of the machinery are assembling for a second time to bring back something that was lost by our own bloody hands, and this time wonโt be poles apart from the day years ago when the last rays of the blazing sun basked this land in its warmth.
His face contorted in an expression that I couldn't comprehend; My senses are now in full bloom, de-coding the signs that were left behind long back under the cover of demise, being neglected and proven wrong.
Yeahโฆ it was alleged to come down to this.
โWe have instituted a way.โ
. . .
The streets bustle with loads of vehicles as they swarm the wet roads of Osaka in heavy gears; the lamp posts flicker back and forth to life like a butterfly in her final moments. Downpour enfolds the metallic atmosphere compressed with high-rise buildings with some tops destructed, pieces of sparking cables hang all over the buildings at dangerous lengths. Junk scraps casted-off at the walking paths since time immemorial not a soul had stepped their feet outside.
Lives are trapped or rather forced into confinement under the threats of the known. But still, some strive to restore the loss; to retaliate against the forces that hold the humans captive. It was time to reconcile but right now something else was to be dealt with at first:
โDonโt you read the situation? Dumbass! We have to get her at any cost.โ The build-up in the neon-lighted room has been rising ever since the most ruthless squadron was in charge of bringing the Key.
Corvus Squadron Leader, Sawamura Daichi, who is trying his best to bring down the tension, but itโs not easy when the loudmouths are at each otherโs throats. Itโs apprehensible not to get down in business when things get physical unless they go beyond the threshold of tolerance.
โTrust me on this; this had always been a bad perception of the pictureโ- a hand reaches out to the collar of the speaker, pulling him in a painfulย head-butt. The former winced in pain; remains of his now broken glasses lay against the concrete floor as the latter kept on with his communal beef, โIf you think that being the mightiest in the room can move even a single pawn, then heads up and cross that Halo; prove to me that this egoistic brain of yours can defeat them!โ
Those navy blue orbs of his gleam predatorily alongside his raven hair silhouettes his eyes which adds to his demeanour. Before the wound winds down, a voice breaks through the chaos, โEnough! If even a single person goes against the conception, Iโm personally tossing them out of the base!โ A superbolt came crashing down and crashed the tertiary power system, taking all the lights out with it. The room fell silent; the only rackets heard were those of thunderclaps here and there.
The plan is set in force. A notion hostile to even those who commend; a strategy which seems too good to be true and flawlessly balanced will bring out the horrors unknown to mankind.
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To even think that the outcome would be so unacceptable.
Gojo Satoru Is The Strongest didn't meant that Gojo Satoru Won. Only if Gege tries to bring Gojo back to life like the way he did with Toji vs Gojo, then there's some hope left in the hearts of the fandom.
๐ ๐ ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐ ๐ธ๐ Nobody knew what Gojo Satoru had been doing after his sealing. Nobody knew what had been going inside that Prison Realm. Unknown to others, the Prison Realm had teleported him into a whole new universe where they all were nothing but just some anime characters.
'Oi why are you crying?' Your bestfriend Ume had been grieving from the past few days but today she decided to show it externally.
"It has (fake sniffs) been nearing about 3 years and Gojo Satoru ain't out of the box. That brain rot Kenjaku!!!! I SWEAR TO GOD GETO SHOULD HAVE A FUKING MIND BATTLE WITH HIM AND KILL THAT BASTARD. Moreover FUCK YOU GEGE-"
The few students in the lab who were trying to complete their semester assignments turned their heads to us. Yahiko had been volunteering them all from the past 30 minutes, not a trace of irritation crossed his face untill now.
A heavy sigh escapes Yahiko's lips as his fingers massaged the tensing temples, "You know, Ume, we are not kids anymore and in the coming 6 months we will be out, seeking for a high pay job. There are burdensome of things to worry about rather than crying over some non-existential being."
He got a point. "Just finish off with your assignment before the deadline. I need to report the stats to Professor Souta also." The door bursted open with Yamashita panting hard. His brown eyes were widened with a confused frown on his face. His words slipped in cracking voice.
"She....is no more....d-died...." Slight tears were forming at the corners of his hurtful eyes. Yahiko stiffened a bit. The rest of the students gasped and muttered some words here and there, we were worried for him.
It was known to most people at the campus that Sato Yahiko, son of the most promising Business Man Sato Himura, had been stressing over his mother's illness. Doctor gave a word of consolation that she will live to see her grandchildren but they knew otherwise.
"They....they said....she will live, right?.....The fans"
'Wait what? fans-
"THAT ISAYAMA- YAMASHITA GET THE CAR, WE'RE DRIVING TO KODANSHA TOWER" And he left without further word.
A round bottom flask had rolled and crashed to the ground, spreading its pointed pieces yet no one was bothered to notice it. The room had gone silent.
People arranged their belongings quietly, the poker expression never leaving their faces and slowly everyone filtered out in silence. It's long forgotten that the deadline is in 2 days-
A wave of laughter echoed in the living room as you brewed coffee in loose trousers and a blue t-shirt. You shouldn't have told him the story, he wouldn't stop bragging about how stupid people are at your university.
'Come on Satoru it was not that funny. We knew he had a thing for Hange.' You kept the coffee on the table and prepared yourself for the banters to be thrown. Satoru's long and veiny hands reached for the cup handle, bringing it near his lips to gently blow over the coffee.
"Inside out. Two faced guy, I loved it. Who would've thought that he will go live for throwing his hands on the assistant of Isayama the great." You had face palmed when the news aired live, it was then that Gojo was made aware of the ruckus. God knows how Mr.Sato is going to compensate for the cause.
"And more over- he threw his arm on the back of the couch, crossed his legs and gazed at you with squinted sinister eyes -you haven't told your buddy Ume bout me huh? If she's such a lovesick fan then why not bring her over? Planning to keep me all to yourself?"
It didn't go unnoticed by the almighty Gojo Satoru. It had been over a few weeks, roughly around a month, that he got himself teleported in here. Since time works differently in Prison Realm, everything got mushed up. Maybe it was the effects of space-time that merged with his curse technique which is to alter things at atomic level.
It was like yesterday only he got sealed and today he's here. For others, 3 years have passed but to him it's merely around a month. No matter how much he tried to contain the information from the ongoing jujutsu kaisen manga, his brain refused to remember it. As if some spiritual laws were flouting him from accessing the unknowns.
Your face cringed at his words but internally your heart was drumming against your chest. Your favourite had been Geto over Gojo, tho he got those ocean like blue eyes and charisma in the anime but you fawned over Geto more. To have him sit beside you in black oversized t-shirt and grey trousers that you ordered online, made your mind go crazy.
'You think she would believe something soo impossible? She'd take you for a cosplayer' You had knowledged him nearly about everything related to the otaku world.
He gave you a shit eating grin (cause he knew nobody knows of his reality) before continuing with the coffee. You silently appreciated his presence in your life, although it's momentary. And he is more mature than what is been shown by Gege.
Seems like I am falling for him
You both savoured your coffee with some exchanging words here and there before getting back to complete your assignment. It aches your heart to be around Satoru like this. He was forcing you to wish for something, for something not to end too soon.
It was Sunday and everything felt so refreshing but then, your brain did a flip. Where's Satoru? Yes. He ain't in the house. Not at the terrace also. Dialled for his number (of course you gave him your spare phone) and it ringed in the living room.
Your face twisted as you stood at the middle of your house. Eyes dropping to the floor as you refused to shift your body. Did he returned back to his universe? Everything felt swirling as your body heavily plopped on the couch.
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Soulmate Geto Suguru would get an intuition everytime you're in distress or trouble. Let it be 2 in the morning, he's there at your door.
Soulmate Geto Suguru would immediately catch up on your fake emotions. His concerned voice would be lingering around your ears as soon as you finish your talk with the comrade.
Soulmate Geto Suguru would gently rub your back as you lay your forehead on his shoulders, staining his uniform with your tears.
Soulmate Geto Suguru would have his heart sink everytime he sees that beautiful face of yours twisting in pain, let it be physical or mental.
Soulmate Geto Suguru feels lucky to have 2 soulmates, you and Satoru. Heavens have blessed him this time greatly for sure.
Soulmate Geto Suguru had his heart skip a beat and cheeks tinted pink. He knew that your 'Love You' wasn't meant in a romantic way, but still-
Soulmate Geto Suguru would try out new dishes and the tasting always begins with you. Your remarks over his skills leaves his heart throbbing.
'Suguru you'd be such a great husband, I swear to god'
Soulmate Geto Suguru was a little hurt when he noticed the way you looked at Satoru and vice versa. Satoru is an awesome person and he nonetheless approves both of your new feelings for the other.
Soulmate Geto Suguru wanted to hold you in his arms the way Satoru did. He wanted to feel your lips the way Satoru did. But he decided to sacrifice his feelings for the blossoming love of his two soulmates.
At the end, he found his happiness in her happiness... he is content as long as you're smiling and laughing, even tho he's not the reason for your heart skips.
๐ ๐ ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐ ๐ธ๐ After Geto Suguru had decided to walk down a whole different path, abandoning everything ever related to his life, the ones closed to him are bound to change, bound to change for the better but, it does hurt a lot right?
Gentle breeze came in through the open windows swaying the curtains. The warmth of the summmer heat mixed up with the temperate fanning of the ceiling fan. Distant noises of birds and crickets filtered in, encompassing the sunken room.
Y/n's hair splayed across the pillow, her body effortlessly laying on the soft mattress without any signs of movement. No thought's seems to be occupying her mind. The curtains brushes against her face like a feathery touch, forcing her to shift her stance a bit.
Her hands slowly moved down towards her belly, giving it a little rub and rested there for quite a while untill a grumble was what she was met with. Her eyes blinked at the wooden ceiling which was covered in barely visible cracks.
"I'm hungry". A soft sigh escaped her lips as she tried to encourage herself to act up swiftly in accordance with her partially limp body. Her gait towards the door consisted of some grumblings and sloppy drag of the feets. Hands were busy in untangling the messed up hair, save for the already wrapped hair tie around her wrist.
Even before her hands could reach out to the doorknob, a sudden wave of knock-knock-knocking reverberated in the room. A moment of hesitation washed over her face. Brows knitted for a sec before her hands grabbed the knob, rotating it and gave the door a half swing.
"Aren't you going to eat more?" Shoko's concerned voice didn't seem to reach the white haired sorcerers' ear. His chopsticks were already down on the table.
"Huh...I don't know how you are keeping up with this sort of meal" With a huff, Satoru pushed the chair back and got up. Hands reaching the head to give a light scratch before walking towards the door. "I'll be having some coke!" Waving and shouting over his shoulder, he disappeared behind the wooden estate of Jujutsu Tech.
The black glasses hung loosely on the bridge of his nose as he wandered towards the vending machine, situated at one shady corner of the training grounds. His long slender finger rummaged through the few coins in his pocket, trying to find that one 200 yen worth.
His feets halted near the machinery with the coin between his finger. Eyes were so unfocused that he didn't even realise there was a second presence also who were pushing their coin in cavity. Result? Satoru's coin dropped and rolled to the depths under the vending machine.
"Shit- I'm so sorry I didn't noti- Cat got his tongue. He blinked twice before slowly straightening his slumped posture. His gaze was now focused rather than wavering.
Y/n clicked the coke button 2 times and handed one to Satoru. Since he seemed to be lost to her, she dangled the can infront of his face, making him reach his hand to take the beverage from her.
The new first year, Kiyotaka Ichiji, was sparring with Nanami on the grounds while Shoko was hurriedly sent over to Kyoto to treat a mass of injured sorcerers. Yaga Sensei had also took off along with Shoko and now the only ones remaining with no job were namely Satoru and Y/n.
They both sat under the shed of a nearby tree and watched Nanami and the new kid throwing hands on each other, as a form of training of course. Their drinks were already finished and the can layed discarded in the space between them. Satoru had his back pressed against the bark and legs spread out. His hands rested at the back of his head as he gazes in distance.
It was died down here. Not only the conversation but also their hearts. It was crushed beyond repair. Those pieces were somehow fixed but the cracks remained visible. They didn't know what to speak, what to do anymore. It was as if the voices of the soul had sunken deep into the ocean of darkness, and anyhow it can't reach the surface.
The gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the tree causing some of them to detach and fall to the ground. Some stuck to the white fluffy head while some landed on Y/n's hands. She rubbed the leave between her fingers.
"It was still so young and bright but had fallen out of life"
'Satoru, you want to scold me right?' Her eyes never leaving the leaf as she continued her action. A heavy sighs escapes his lips, turning his full attention to the girl sitting beside her. A look of relief washes over his face.
"I would've kicked down your door, not for Shoko to stop me from execution. You had us worried sick. It's.... sort of miracle that your face isn't pale like I supposed it to be."
A chuckle escapes her lips. She turns back and looks Satoru in his eyes. (Eye colour) meeting the Ocean ones. It ached Satoru to see the liveliness in those eyes vanish in the span of 3 days confinement.
'Nanami had been there to provide me a three time meal daily among which I accepted only one, that also during the night time. Good food helps you to sleep you know.'
Lingering sad smile displayed on her facade as she now noticed how Satoru was barely showing any effects. Was he so good at hiding his emotions?
Before Y/n could even vent her consolidation, Satoru interrupted saying Why to be doleful when you can be gleeful. And got up from the grass, straightening his pants and his hand reaches out for Y/n to hold and get up.
This time the leaves rustled to great extend as Satoru looked down at the still sitting Y/n. Sun rays peeked through the green leaves and shone above his head, his features were highlighted. The Six Eyes gleams, failing the now bright sun.
For a moment Y/n couldn't remove her eyes from his beauty. Without further wait, Y/n clasps her hands with his and pulls herself up. And Satoru's arms quickly found it's way around her shoulders to dangle, forcing her small stature to stroll with him back to the dorms.
"Satoru, we are in it together. Not only us, Shoko too."
A content smile played on Satoru's lips as he quietly continued to listen her. They kept on with their march towards the dorms, leaving poor Nanami in the scorching heat.
Moments later Nanami goes under the same tree to rest in it's shade. Ichiji stood near the vending machine, shouting for Nanami's attention on what he would like to eat along with coke. But before he could've responded back, his eyes crosses upon the bread laying on the grass with a small 'thank you' note attached to it.
"Don't worry Y/n, I am the stronge- and there he receives a punch on his side. Frown took over his face as he rubbed the area where it was hurting greatly but he denied to show it.
'You think I'll be going easy on you huh?' Y/n quirks a brow and sassy-ness once again laced her tone after the span of three days. 'I'll be the one challenging you from now on, best friend of Geto Suguru.'
A deep chuckle vibrated in his throat as he stands tall against her now new rival, "Let's see through it, lover of Geto Suguru."
๐ ๐ ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐ ๐ธ๐ From They are the Strongest to He is the Strongest, Y/n had gone through many undulations. She never thought that it would come to the point where her Sanity would be at stake. Walking down the path of unknown where her ungovernable body carried her, she met with two kindling souls who unfortunately claimed to have some effects to soothe her insane mind. But it was too late for her to recognise the forthcoming fateful consequences.
The cafe lighted up with biege electric sparks inside the globe light bulbs decoratively hanging on the ceiling. Ambient noise of fork clinking the plate, gossip among the friends and customers walking in and out permeated the environment.
Slow rain was pouring down the streets. Soft thunder reverberated through the clouds as feeble winds gently strikes the roaming figures who were determined to shield their heads.
Kindergarteners in fancy raincoats dashed across the crossings once the glowing green light came into view. Highschoolers huddled up themselves under one umbrella while some took the help of there files and bags. It was a rush, total rush.
The city of Shinjuku scented of petrichor, giving a whole new aesthetic vibe to its citizens. Nevertheless rain slowly picked up it's pace in a matter of seconds and drastically changed the aura. People hastened to protect their heads under the approachable sheds while majority of them decided to filter in this cafe.
The glass pane of the cafe trembled under the influence of loud thunder. The alluring sound defeans simply because it was overpowered by human clamour. The inclination of rainfall was at such an angle that raindrops were about to race with each other on the glass track.
Among the chaos, the bell chimed once again. A pair of twins partially drenched in rain walked through the doors. It seems that no more people can filter in now. There was moistness and sweetness in the air as the pair of twins had there eyes enlighted to the sniffs of bakery aroma. Their body slightly shivered as blonde held her phone close to her chest while the other had her nose buried into the stitched doll.
A light-bulb flickered at the corner most window where the (Hair colour) lady dressed in trench coat sat bumping her head to the glass wall. Her fingers gently traced the path of the raindrops agianst the window. Those (Eyelid colour) eyelashes rested softly against the baby pink cheeks. "Calm and collected" was what sensed to be the aura around her.
One of the twins who had a roughed up doll in one hand and the other tugging at her sister's sleeves, bringing her attention to where the raven head pointed her finger at. Upon fixating her eyes to the directed corner, she treads along the tiled floor with the twin sister following her contently.
"If you don't mind Miss can we sit down here for a while?"
On watching the kids gently asking for her permission before setting down brought a lingering smile on her face as she patted the empty space beside her.
'Yeah sure kids, have a seat'
The twins swiftly settled beside her, mouthing a genuine thankyou with sparkles in their eyes. This had to be the only table with empty seats.
"You both are nearly drenched. Even tho you're inside a warm and cozy place, your body is racking with shivers."
The lady called for the waiter and ordered 2 bowls of Kenchinjiru for the kids. Both the girls pleaded her that's it's okay we don't need it but appeal went to vain. The blonde had her phone inside her sling bag with whose strap she kept playing with a small visible pout. While on the other hand the raven hair was curiously gazing at the kind lady.
"Mi...Mimiko...." A soft voice escaped the slightly parted lips of the raven head. Mimiko nervously played with the hem of her dark blue skirt, still keeping her eyes on her.
(Eye colour) orbs widened a bit and a gasp escaped her lips. She covered her giggles with the back of her hand as the other hand reaches to ruffle Mimiko's hair. Her cute antics brought a warm feeling in her chest.
'That's such a sweet name Mimiko'
But before Mimiko could even speak something else her twin, whom she addressed as Nanako, tugged her sleeves and scolded her. Saying that we don't say names to strangers and the counter went by but she gave us a seat, giving us soup, she's so kind Nanako.
The sweet little banter went on and on till the waiter arrives with the soup. Muttering a quick thank you and itadakimasu they started filling their tummy with the warm and proteinecious meal.
Y/n had her heart beating softly. The rhythm never skipping a beat. It felt like this after a long time. All the clogs that had been rusted in her mind seems to be clearing the corrupted path. She sort of found herself at peace. But in the whirl of admiring the beauty of the kids, she forgot the most important question.
'Where is your Guardian?'
The girls stopped midway and glanced at her curious and concerned face. This time Nanako spoke up, while continuing their determination to finish the servings.
"Suda-san accompanied us to the mall to get new dresses, but on our way to bustle out of the street to find shelter, we lost her"
It was so innocent of them to think that they lost her rather than her losing them. Nonetheless, Y/n didn't pointed it out and tried to get some information out of them so that she can help them get back home.
The kids told silly little stories about each other while Y/n sipped her black coffee with a content smile on her face. It was that one joke about stepping on dog shit that made her choke on her beverage and laugh uncontrollably.
'That....that was so random out of nowhere'
It was then when the kids' face enlighted with admiration, mouth slightly agape at the beauty unfolding infront of them. It would've been barely 30 minutes but they already felt falling in her presence. It was as if they have witnessed a Fallen Angel . A slight blush appeared on their cheeks, followed with a stuttering silence.
After some tiny miny warm hearted conversation with the kind stranger, the girls jumped of their seats and waited for their current guardian to clear the bills and met up at the entrance. Both the girls held either hands of her hands and walked down the streets. The rain had stopped now as a faint line of rainbow strikes through the clear sky.
The scenario of the side pavements slowly came back to life with people treading on. Essence of petrichor enticed people to stay on the outside for longer, savouring the after effects of the rain. The nature forces its beings to spectate the show put up by the great Mother Earth.
The sunlight made a clearing through the clouds and casted it's rays on the water patches. Crystal clear reflections of the sky along with other components made it's way on the roads of Shinjuku. The dusk of the evening, the flock of birds returning, the rainbow steadily disappearing into the thin atmosphere was soul calming.
All these were captivating the two little souls who were now walking towards the direction of the mall. Their hands firmly gripping on their Angels' hand while she guided them to their said guardian. It was just an intuition of Y/n that the kids would be reunited here.
They both looked up towards her glistening face in sunlight. She felt so safe and serene. The way she treated them with gentleness and care, in a short span of time. It was enthralling that how a mere stranger can switch up their minds.
"Mimiko! Nanako!"
It was a warm feeling
"I'm sorry you had to face trouble"
'No no it's okay. Moreover they are well behaved'
This feeling isn't foreign
"I'm Manami Suda"
'Nice to meet you, it's L/n F/n'
Their admiration wasn't momentary
"Are we parting ways Angel?"
'Wait-I'm your Angel?'
They wanted to meet again
Mimiko and Nanako held hands with Suda and started walking in opposite direction. The kids glanced back to see the retreating figure. Her stature getting distant by seconds into the grey area of the streets.
Mimiko stopped in her tracks and so did Nanako. Suda was confused over why the kids stopped midway? It was as if they had telepathically decided their next move. The twins inhaled a great amount of energy and courage and shouted out.
"Will we meet again?!!"
People turned their head to the twins with a slight frown on faces while Y/n shrieked in shock. Her feets stopped near the back of a truck. She turned back and glanced at the twins at quite a distance. Their voice was laced with hope. Her eyes were bright now.
The shadow that had covered Y/n's body wavered as the engine of the truck came to life, ready to make it's new delivery. Sunlight shined above Y/n's head once the truck moved on, giving an enhanced veiw to her vision.
'If our fate is destined, then we are bound to meet again'
Author's Note : Thank you dear readers on spending your precious time on my first fanfiction. I'll be uploading the next part soon.
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Adult Gojo Satoru would randomly burst, or rather teleport, around you just to annoy your well being in his free time.
Adult Gojo Satoru would make sure that you're hanging out with him and his 3 precious first years wherever you're off of missions.
Adult Gojo Satoru would sneakly pass you sweets during higher-ups meetings, which for the mean time you accept but he's going to get an earful later.
Adult Gojo Satoru would sit beside you quietly in times you'd be having a mental break down. Since he himself knows that no word in this world can console the heart of a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Adult Gojo Satoru would like to take you on night strolls, where you both can (for once) have a walk with no lurking curses.
Adult Gojo Satoru would brag absolute made up nonsense just to see your silly content smile. It kindles joy in his heart.
Adult Gojo Satoru would deeply be falling in love with you but he would never accept his feelings because in this Jujutsu Society, no one stays forever.
Being the strongest doesn't means you can save every person, there's a limit to everything...
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