It was girls' night. Every Saturday night, you went over to Shoko’s apartment to de-stress after the week. It was also the day her roommates were usually gone, leaving just the two of you.
The day prior, you had just gone on the most boring, horrible date of your life. He took you out for drinks at some shitty dive bar where he apparently knew the owner and could get free drinks — he didn’t. He had also ‘left’ his wallet back at his dorm, making you pay for both him and yourself.
“Come on, why didn’t you just leave?” Shoko rolled her eyes, leaning back into the side of the couch. skincare eye patches under her eyes, her bangs clipped back with small black pins. She tilted her head into her hand, fingers threading through long brown hair.
You groaned in response, holding a pillow closer to your chest. “I don’t know!” you fired back, your glossy lips tugged into a small frown, “I thought I was going to at least get laid.” The confession fell from your lips in a half-disgusted, annoyed murmur.
Shoko sat up quickly, strands of hair falling in front of her face. “You didn't get laid?” She questioned in disbelief.
You shook your head, adjusting your fluffy headband, “By the time we left, he was going on and on about how ‘girls like me are too much maintenance.’” You held your fingers up to do air quotes, dropping your voice to sound like an obnoxious frat dude.
Shoko looked at you, silence filling the room for about five whole seconds. You both broke down in laughter. You hide your face in the fabric of the pillow you were holding, while Shoko leaned forward. Her forehead pressed against your bare leg, clutching her stomach. You nudge her, “Shut up! It’s not funny.” You attempt to defend yourself, moving closer towards her.
“You should have left,” she managed after she caught her breath, light-hearted remnants still hanging in the air. Everything settled into a strange, warm feeling. Her face is somehow right in front of yours now, her hand landing on your knee like it was support. “If you wanted to get laid, you might as well have just come to me.” She jokes.
Of course, it’s a joke. You always joked about just dating each other. Not wanting to deal with guys who couldn’t even tell when a girl was faking her moans. But… the way she looked at you, the way her hand crept up your thigh.
You swallowed hard, “yeah, I probably should’ve.” The whisper sounded pathetically similar to utter desperation. You tilted your head, eyes flicking down to the plush of her lips.
She leaned in more, “I say we try it.”
Your eyes widened, “Try… what?”
“Hooking up.” She stated, leaning in so your lips brush, giving you time to back out. To tell her this was stupid. Instead, you fully captured her lips, cupping the side of her face. Her own hands went to your shoulders, adjusting herself so she was straddling your legs. She pulled back to whisper against your mouth.
“I’ll show you, you're not too high maintenance.”
a/n — my first wlw fic!! I love, love, love being queer!
@k4rinaviiz please do not repost, translate or copy my work. all my work is originally mine.
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Bearer of the Six Eyes and the carrier of the largest amount of cursed energy amongst the members of the Gojo clan.
Geto Suguru
Cursed Technique: Cursed Spirit Manipulation. This technique allows the user to manipulate curses that were dominated and absorbed by the user.
Shoko Ieiri
User of the Reverse Cursed Technique. This allows her to heal people using the said technique.
(L/n) (Y/n)
Cursed Threads user. A technique that allows her to seize and attack curse spirit and sorcerers using her threads imbued with curse energy.
Yaga flips through the pages as he reads the brief information about the incoming first year students. There was a tinge of grimace on his face after seeing who might become his students for the next three years.
Meanwhile, on the Shibuya train station stands a young lady whose gaze is upon the large buildings of the city. She had just arrived from the province of Hokkaido and is now enrolled in the Tokyo Branch of the Prefectural Jujutsu Highschool.
She walks toward the bulletin board that contains a map. She reviews the route she is supposed to take later on. She stops at a café to take a small rest before continuing her way to the school.
The strong aroma of coffee wafts in the air as she enters the establishment. With the majority of the seats taken, she decides to take the seat nearest to the window. Unbeknownst to her, a man smiles, amused, the moment he sees her.
She orders a drink of her choice plus a dessert to complement the beverage. Just as she was just about to return to her seat, a lanky tall man wearing sunglasses sat on the chair she was occupying.
"I'm sorry but that seat is taken." She tells the male who just smiled at her as if he heard nothing.
"Mister?"
She calls him out again, this time with irritation, implying that the table is hers. She places her lunch on the table, attempting to claim that this was already taken but then sees the clothes of the man, it was identical to the uniform she's wearing right now. He enjoys the little game that he had created, The wide grin on his face shows that.
She takes a long yet seemingly invisible piece of thread. She looks at him furiously, waiting for her cursed energy to flow through the line before flinging it at him. However, much to her surprise, he was able to catch it easily. He had a small cut on his finger but he still had that smile on his face.
"Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer you'll ever meet." He shows a smug smile, his intention was to irritate her. She didn't like how this 'Gojo' guy was behaving all haughty, although she knows better than to start a fight in public.
(Y/n) just scoffed at him rather than acknowledging his antics. She eats her meal while sitting on a vacant chair on the other side of the table. The soft texture of the dessert that melts in your mouth with every bite and the flavor that pops makes her savor the food even more. If it wasn't for the mister that annoyed her, she would've enjoyed her meal a little more.
She stands up and carries her things before leaving after finishing the delightful meal. Gojo on the other hand, decides to follow the little lady. (Y/n) walks a little faster, hoping she would lose him on the way but she fails to do so after travelling a distance.
"Stop following me, you creep."
"Well, it's pretty obvious that we're going to the same place. Might as well tag along, ya'know?"
———
Both of them arrive at the school.
Buildings of tall and large yet still have the traditional architecture is what the school looks like. At first glance, no one would even think that this place is a place of learning, it looked more like a temple where people pray and worship gods.
"Yo' everyone!"
A tall man with raven black hair tied in a bun approached them. 'These two are giants!' she thought when she saw their heights compared to them. Too amazed by their sizes, she didn’t notice that she was staring at them for too long.
"Hello~ are you still alive? No curse possessed you or anything?"
Gojo calls out, snapping her out of her little world.
"Certainly not."
"Seems like the two of you have known each other. Geto Suguru, and you are?"
The man named 'Geto' butts in on the conversation. She introduces herself, Gojo does the same afterwards. All of them proceed to the building where they were supposed to meet the fourth student and the teacher for the next three years.
———
She was pretty happy when she met a female classmate. It's not that she hated boys, it's just that she might feel out of place with her being the only female among the class.
The number of students didn’t surprise her, curses and sorcerers is believed to be a myth in public. Having four students in one class was more than the usual, most of the time there would only be two to three pupils per class. All of them had their unofficial introductions and then occupied the seats where they wanted to be.
Their teacher enters the room, and introduces himself as Masamichi Yaga. He gives them a brief information about what to expect in their school and other things that they may need to know about.
“Before we head on for the tour around the school, I’d like to give you four a small test.”
He takes out a doll. It has long limbs, green skin, and the face of an animal with a comical smile on its face. “This is a cursed doll.” He introduces the plush to the students and then it moves like it has a life of its own. “With this, I’d like to see your strengths. Who wants to volunteer first?”
Gojo and Geto raise their hands up at the same time. They looked at each other awkwardly.
“You go first.”
Geto suggests the offer and Gojo willingly takes it. He stands up from his seat and observes the cursed doll. He looks down to it but then a sudden attack lunches at him, hitting him on his face.
“You–”
Gojo rubs his face and is now in a fighting position. The doll sets its attack once again however there seems to be an invisible force that stops it from reaching the punch to Gojo. A proud smile was plastered on his face.
"Infinity. It doesn't necessarily stop his attacks but slows it down."
He rests his hand on the marionette. "See, I can still tou—" His words are cut short when the doll gives him an uppercut. "OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!"
The doll dances happily but Gojo wasn't too happy with the result. He was about to tackle the doll, but teacher Yaga stopped him.
"All right, all right, thank you for the showcase Satoru. Suguru, you're next."
Gojo grumbles, words inaudible, as he went back to his seat. He slumps, feeling a bit down with his ego crushed. He calls himself the strongest yet a doll beats him, how pathetic.
Geto stands from his chair and stands in front of the class. He summons a shikigami, fourth grade curse. It looks alien with its unrealistic large eyes, small body with unexplainable features and its tongue hangs off from its mouth. It tackles the cursed doll, however with just a jab, the shikigami disperses in the air.
He summons another cursed spirit, now a higher grade than before. It still has a grim appearance however this time, it was able to tackle down the marionette. Still, the spirit wasn't that strong enough to defeat it.
"Okay, that's enough. You may now go back to your seat. (Y/n) you go next. Then Shoko will be showcasing her technique later on."
She takes out a roll of thread from her bag then walks toward the front. With her cursed energy flowing through the string, she tosses the whole roll. It binds the cursed doll. It tries to escape by moving around but fails to do so. However, with brute force it pulls it apart and the threads fall down on the floor.
"Good. You can go back now. And for Shoko, her ability is 'Reverse Cursed Technique'. I'm pretty sure you're all aware of what that is, am I right?"
Everyone nods in agreement.
"Well, that's all for now, pick up your belongings. We'll be touring the school now."
—————
The whole class visited the buildings and temples all around the school though they didn't look at all of them due to confidential reasons. Afterwards, they all went to the dormitory to look at their rooms.
"This place is huge!"
(Y/n) says, bewildered at the size of her living space. She looks around for a second, then she puts everything in their place. She puts up some posters near her bed and her essentials in the drawer.
Her attention moves elsewhere after someone knocks on her door. "Coming!" She scurries towards the door and opens it. Geto's tall figure greets her. He has a sheepish smile on his face.
"It's good to know who'll be my neighbor. Well, (y/n), hope you enjoy your stay here."
"Having fun without me? That's a bummer." Gojo meddles in the conversation. "Sorry." Geto laughs it off with an apology.
"So…" There's a short silence as Geto thinks of a way to break the ice. "How about visiting each other's rooms?" He suggests.
"Pass, I still have a lot to fix here."
"Same here." Gojo and (y/n) declines the offer.
"Alright, understandable. Let's see each other later, then?"
The three of them agreed on the proposal.
~
"I brought snacks!" (Y/n) chirps as enters Gojo's room where they all decided to gather upon unanimous decision. "And, Shoko as well." she added. They all greet each other with 'hi's and 'hello's.
The night is young for the first years. With countless shenanigans and absurdities, they managed to get even more closer to each other. Gojo and Geto even managed to earn a nickname for themselves, "The strongest duo" as Gojo would like to call it. (Y/n) and Shoko just cringed at the name.
"Couldn't you think of a better name?" (Y/n) teases Gojo for his name choice.
"Well, could you think of a better name?" He barks back at her with the same question. She can't think of an answer, however.
Just as she is about to say something to him, someone knocks on the door. "I'll open it." Geto offers. Upon opening the door, Yaga greets them. The evening that was set for them to get to know each other was cut short when their instructor announces an upcoming mission.
"Where will our first mission be?" Y/n queries. However, he only answered with a 'You'll see'.
———
"When you said 'Roppongi' I was expecting something more luxurious, not a rundown building! This is worse than abandoned temples in the province!"
(Y/n) expresses her disappointment loudly. But then again, it was her fault to believe Gojo when he said that that place would be flashy, far more than what she saw in the pictures. The perpetrator laughs, amused by her reaction.
"YOU JERK!"
She exclaimed but before she could get her hands on the young man Geto grabs her on the arm and Yaga stops them to announce their objective. She calmed down due to respect but she was sure to pay him back later.
In the cold rundown building, crawl weak curses that could barely do any harm. She binds the small spirits and exorcises them. "You're doing pretty well but bet you can't do this." Gojo proclaims as he finishes a plentiful of curses with a blink of an eye. "Oh please, save the small talk for later." She responds.
"Hey! Done there? Let's move to the next floor." Geto calls to the both of them and they all rush towards the next side of the building. They were greeted by more curses, some of them more stronger than what they had seen previously on the building.
The curse looks like a mutated octopus. Its several legs block the hallway and the whole floor is covered in slippery and viscous liquid.
"Let's finish the curse quickly."
Gojo orders both of them.
She throws a roll of thread towards the lump of curses. It explodes like a bomb—more like expand—then the strings captures the spirit, preventing it from moving. Gojo and Geto run toward the curse with a synchronous attack to exorcise it. They both huff and breathe heavily from the fatigue.
"Not bad." Gojo compliments Geto.
"I could say the same to you."
"Oh please, little missy there did the job." The remark was aimed towards her.
"I'm more than just a sorcerer, you know?" She proudly exclaims.
———
The three of them exit with a woman that they rescued in the building when they were fighting the remaining curses. "Good job you three in expelling the curse. Shoko, please take the injured person." Yaga greets them with praise.
They let out an exasperated sigh.
"We better get something from this. We almost died out there!"
(Y/n) exclaims. Of course, the statement is an exaggeration when Gojo is around but still they tackle the instructor, crying out their pleas for a reward.
"All right, alright, just stop…whatever this is."
There is a pause in Yaga's sentence as he tries to figure out words to explain the shenanigans of the trio.
"We'll leave the area once Shoko is done with the victim."
After a few minutes of waiting, she returns to the gang. All of them jump happily upon her arrival and greet her with a hug. "Finally you're here, they couldn’t wait for you." Gojo tells her.
"So where do you all want to go?"
Their teacher asks them. As if all of them have the same thing in mind, they look at each other with a huge grin on their faces.
"Sushi Diner!"
"Ramen Shop!"
"5-Star Resto!"
The three of them said in unison. Yaga rubs his temples, knowing where this might lead. The trio grab on to Shoko, persuading her to choose their choices. But she responded as undecided, she couldn't care less where they would eat either way.
"For your information, I killed more curses than the total of yours two."
Gojo said with pride.
"And, I'll be the one paying." He added.
They couldn't object. After all, free food tastes better
Note: An attempt of humor. And, big gaps between paragraphs.
