heavy angstノyuji's perspective until last two paragraphs.
yuji admired his teachers in jujutsu high.
he admired gojo sensei's down-to-earth attitude and your firmness, being fully confident that he and his classmates could rely on.
so now, after the battle with kenjaku, itadori didn't even register what he was hearing at first from another room of their hideout.
those were sobs.
at first they were quiet, but then were growing louder and louder. utahime sensei was with you, meanwhile others stayed in the main room.
since his acceptance in jujutsu high, yuji itadori has never seen you — his sensei — so broken, so vulnerable.
tsukumo-san and kusakabe-san were tense, carefully listening to you.
"he... his body was there. his body is used after his death, utahime." you mumbled with a broken voice. "why? why can't suguru just rest in peace? after everything."
tsukumo-san closed her eyes.
yuji didn't know what to say and how to react. and from noticing megumi's reaction with a side glance, he didn't know either. like it was a completely new version of their sensei to him. and megumi knew you longer than itadori. way longer.
itadori had only one question in his mind which he really wanted to ask, but it would be seen as obnoxious and straight up rude. why did the appearance of kenjaku in the body of the so called suguru have such an impact on her?
kusakabe-san exhales, running hand down his hair. "almost eleven years passed and she still didn't let him go."
"atsuya." tsukumo-san warns him.
"i'm just saying."
megumi coughed paying their attention to him. "uh, what exactly do you mean under... didn't let him go?" his question is careful, attentive. and yuuji in his mind thanks him for addressing it.
tsukumo-san grumbles, rubbing between her eyes and yuji definitely heard her saying "shit" under her breath. she lifts her gaze at them, exhaling slowly. "suguru geto and sensei were… close during school years. before he started running a cult."
itadori and fushiguro raise their eyebrows. kamo noritoshi and nishimiya momo that were also in the room with them paused as well.
kusakabe-san huffs, rolling his eyes. "please. call it the way it is, tsukumo. they were in love."
"atsuya! i don't think that it was so important for them to know!" tsukumo-san snapped.
"you have to be honest with them, tsukumo! they always hear adults lying around them." kusakabe-san replied and then turned around rubbing between his eyes. "this is really exhausting..."
yuji and megumi shared glances.
in love.
their sensei was in love with the man who later became the biggest enemy of jujutsu society. yuji didn't know a lot about it, but maki mentioned once that it was bad and ended with geto dying.
oh.
before fushiguro or itadori could say something, the door opened and there were you. corners of your eyes reddened after so much crying. your hands were still slightly trembling.
you clenched your jaw and without saying anything you approached boys and pulled them into a hug.
yuji hugged you back immediately. megumi paused before carefully placing hand on your back and burying his face in your shoulder.
you brushed their hair and whispered with firmness. "everything's gonna be alright. you hear me? we will get through this and release gojo."
kusakabe, tsukumo, kamo and nishimiya were quiet, watching how you in order not to fall apart because of grief, took all your energy to support your students who needed you the most.
you lost your lover, both of your best friends and didn't wanna lose another one. but boys lost people they looked up to and almost didn't lose their best friend. your pain could wait.
a/n: "watch jjk" they said. it's a great show they said...










