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The bite of the early morning air reminds Ginny of her quidditch practices. She loves the way the dew frosts the grass and the fog hangs low on the grounds. It reminds her of the good times she had at Hogwarts growing up. Looking back on those times makes her chuckle. How she had been so taken for Harry Potter is comical now that she’s found the one she’s meant to be with.

Luna’s dainty hand gives Ginny’s a squeeze before tugging her along. It had been Luna’s idea to leave so early this morning, saying she had a surprise to show Ginny. They’ve been walking for what seems like hours but Ginny guesses it’s only been about twenty minutes or so.

Her breath clouds around her in large puffs and clouds her vision, but it’s easy enough to let Luna guide - not like Ginny knows where they’re going anyway. The sky above begins to lighten. Navy gives way to pale pinks and oranges.

“Hurry!” Luna gasps, as she rushes up a hill, dragging Ginny along

They reach the crest of the hill just as the sun begins to rise. Ginny’s breath hitches and she catches Luna watching her with a dreamy gaze.

Ginny’s mind blanks.

A small breeze flutters by, but its chill reaches his skin even through the layers of clothes he wears. Not surprising, considering the sweat rolling down his back and seeping into his undershirt. That windbreaker he passed on earlier doesn't seem like such a bad idea now.

Live and learn though. Next time he'll be sure to grab it on his way out.

He dabs the sweat from his brow as his breath settles from his run. The crisp air leaves a familiar burn in his throat and lungs, and it soothes the pent-up nerves and energy he felt when he first woke.

But as he comes down from the high of running, he feels his body shiver in the chill.

Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea after all.

"Eijun!" A familiar voice calls to him, shattering the quiet of the early morning.

A smile creeps across his face when he notices Haruichi bundled up against the cold morning, dimly lit by a nearby streetlamp. In one hand he holds a heavy-looking jacket that promises to shield Eijun's body from the air, and in the other, there's a steaming cup of what Eijun can only hope is hot chocolate.

"Harucchi!" Eijun calls, regaining some of his earlier energy as he jogs over to Haruichi. He gratefully takes the jacket, pulling it half on before taking the cup in his hands. The smell of chocolatey goodness reaches his nose and he sighs in relief as the cup warms his stiff fingers. He holds the cup close to his chest as he stares at Haruichi. "Harucchi, you're a lifesaver!"

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ieiri Shoko/Iori Utahime Characters: Iori Utahime, Ieiri Shoko Additional Tags: Angst, Violence, Blood and Injury, Alternate Universe - Serial Killers, Fictober 2021, Dark, Not Beta Read, October Prompt Challenge, Drabble, Prompt Fic, this fic could probably be rated teen but just gonna put mature anyway Series: Part 1 of Spooky Season! Summary:

“Why are you doing this, Shoko?”

Six Sentence Sunday! I'm working on a fictober story that's tentatively being called "Off the Beaten Path". It's a JJK fic and I like these paragraphs so far so decided to share!

It sits—curled in a small ball—seemingly waiting for him. From afar, Yuta can tell its flesh is pale, maybe even white, and he’s unsure what to do. He can go around it, but that will mean entering the forest, where the creatures can spirit him away. What if he waits? Will it eventually leave?

Yuta tries this for a moment, but he soon realizes that stillness is just as dangerous as entering the trees. A cloud must have passed in front of the sun because the shadows suddenly seem to press in on him. The leaves rustle above him, but it's the breeze that startles him. It carries strange whispers of words that Yuta can’t understand, and it unsettles him enough to force his feet forward.

As he walks closer, he sees the creature shift and curl around itself—its pale skin is almost luminescent in the dim lighting. When he’s mere feet from it, the creature lifts its head. Purple eyes stare into him and Yuta finds himself as frozen as that first day two years ago.

Happy writing!