Y/N:"It just…"
Frown.
Y/N:"…Shifted."
Megumi's eyes narrow slightly.
Megumi Fushiguro:"Shifted how?"
Y/N (quiet):"Like it moved without me."
Silence.
Heavy this time.
Megumi Fushiguro:"…That's not normal."
Y/N:"I figured…"
Megumi Fushiguro:"Did it hurt?"
You blink.
Surprised by the question.
Y/N:"…No."
Beat.
Y/N:"That's the scary part."
Y/N:"It didn't feel unstable."
Y/N:"It felt…"
Struggle for word.
Y/N:"…Automatic."
Megumi stiffens slightly.
Because automatic = dangerous.
Megumi Fushiguro:"If it happens again—"
He stops.
Rephrases.
Megumi Fushiguro (low, serious):"When it happens again…"
Your chest tightens slightly.
Megumi Fushiguro:"You tell me immediately."
Y/N:"…Megumi—"
Megumi Fushiguro:"That's not optional."
Same words from before.
Car ride.
Mission.
But this time—
Softer.
Megumi Fushiguro:"I'm not letting you spiral alone."
Your eyes widen slightly.
Tiny silence.
Y/N (quiet):"…Okay."
Megumi nods once.
Satisfied.
Turns—
Then pauses.
Megumi Fushiguro:"Gojo called you earlier."
You freeze.
Y/N:"…Don't remind me."
Megumi Fushiguro:"…Good luck."
He walks off.
Leaving you alone in the corridor.
Heartbeat suddenly louder.
Gojo waiting.
Questions waiting.
Truth waiting.
Late Afternoon — Quiet Veranda
The campus is calmer now.
Golden light spilling across wooden floors.
Wind soft.
Almost deceptive.
You step onto the veranda.
Nervous.
Because—
He's already there.
Leaning casually against the railing.
Like he didn't just summon existential dread into your soul.
Satoru Gojo:"You're late~ 😊"
Y/N:"You didn't give me a time!"
Satoru Gojo (grinning):"Details, details."
You sigh.
But…
Your heartbeat refuses to cooperate.
Gojo straightens slightly.
Smile still there.
But quieter.
Less playful.
Satoru Gojo:"How are you feeling?"
You blink.
Y/N:"…That's suspiciously normal."
Satoru Gojo:"Answer the question."
You hesitate.
Because he's actually asking.
Not teasing.
Y/N:"…Fine."
Looks away.
A beat.
Y/N (honest, quieter):"…Mostly."
Gojo watches you carefully.
Too carefully.
Y/N:"Sensei…"
He hums lightly.
Y/N:"Earlier…"
You look down at your hands.
Y/N:"When you stopped Nobara…"
Pause.
Y/N:"…What did you see?"
Silence.
Wind drifting between you.
Gojo's expression doesn't change.
But something sharp flickers behind the blindfold.
Satoru Gojo:"What do you think I saw?"
You frown.
Y/N:"…That's not an answer."
Satoru Gojo:"It is."
You look up.
Frustrated.
Y/N:"I'm serious."
A pause.
Then—
His grin fades.
Not completely.
But enough.
Satoru Gojo (quiet):"I saw timing that wasn't natural."
Your breath stills.
Y/N:"…What?"
Satoru Gojo:"For a moment…"
He tilts his head slightly toward you.
Satoru Gojo:"You moved like the world slowed down."
Your chest tightens.
Because—
That's exactly how it felt.
Y/N:"I didn't do that intentionally…"
Satoru Gojo:"I know."
No teasing.
No sarcasm.
Just fact.
Satoru Gojo:"That's why we're talking."
Gojo steps closer.
Presence suddenly heavier.
Satoru Gojo:"Your mark reacted."
Your hand flies to your neck instinctively.
Y/N:"…You noticed?"
Satoru Gojo:"I always notice."
Soft.
But loaded.
Y/N:"…It didn't feel unstable."
Gojo's gaze sharpens slightly.
Y/N:"That's what scares me."
Y/N:"It felt…"
Swallow.
Y/N:"…Natural."
A flicker.
Concern.
Gone instantly.
Satoru Gojo (light tone returning slightly):"Well…"
He pats your head gently. Too easily, like patting a kid, the advantage of his height.
Satoru Gojo:"That's inconvenient 😊"
Y/N:"SENSEI."
But you almost smile.
Almost.
Satoru Gojo (softer):"Listen carefully, Y/N."
Your breath stills again.
Because this voice—
Is rare.
Satoru Gojo:"Power that feels 'natural'…"
Pause.
Satoru Gojo:"…Is the hardest to control."
Y/N:"…Am I getting worse?"
Gojo answers instantly.
Satoru Gojo:"No."
You blink.
Satoru Gojo:"You're changing."
That lands differently.
Y/N:"…That's not comforting."
Satoru Gojo (smiling faintly):"It is if you survive the process."
Y/N:"WHY DO YOU SAY THINGS LIKE THAT 😭"
He laughs softly.
Atmosphere easing slightly.
But his next words—
Steady.
Certain.
Satoru Gojo:"You're not facing it alone."
Silence.
Wind passing through the space between you.
Because that—
Didn't sound like a teacher.
It sounded like a promise.
🌫️ Unspoken Weight
You look at him.
Really look.
Y/N (quiet):"…You're weirdly nice today."
Satoru Gojo:"Don't get used to it 😊"
But he doesn't step away.
Next Day — Holiday
Rare silence at Jujutsu High.
No missions.
No training alarms.
No curses screaming somewhere inconvenient.
Just…
A day that almost feels normal.
Gojo stands near the gate, hands in pockets.
Waiting.
Of course.
Satoru Gojo:"Took you long enough 😊"
Y/N:"You've been here for two minutes."
Satoru Gojo:"And yet, eternity."
You roll your eyes.
But today…
You're not annoyed.
Because today—
You're going somewhere important.
You pause near a small roadside stall.
Bright colors spilling everywhere.
Your fingers hover…
Then choose gently.
Daisies.
Gojo watches.
Quietly.
Satoru Gojo:"Not roses?"
Y/N (soft smile):"She likes daisies."
A tiny pause.
Y/N:"Says they look like stubborn little suns."
Gojo chuckles.
Satoru Gojo:"…Sounds accurate."
Hospital — Late Morning
Sterile scent.
Soft footsteps.
Muted voices.
Room 312.
You hesitate at the door.
Then—
Slide it open.
Small.
Fragile.
Yet somehow still radiating that same unshakable presence.
Her eyes light up instantly.
Chiyo Ten:"…Y/N."
Your breath catches.
That voice.
That warmth.
Y/N:"Grandma…"
You hurry to her.
Flowers forgotten on the side table as you lean in—
Hugging her carefully.
Like she might break.
But her arms…
Still hold you the same.
Moments later—
You sit beside her.
Then slowly…
Lay your head in her lap.
The safest place you've ever known.
Her fingers slide into your hair.
Gentle.
Familiar.
And just like that—
The tension you didn't realize you were carrying…
Begins to melt.
Chiyo Ten (soft):"You're thinner."
Y/N:"I'm fine."
Chiyo Ten:"Mhm. Liars run in the family."
You huff softly.
Y/N:"You raised me!"
Chiyo Ten:"Exactly."
Gojo laughs quietly from across the room.
You talk about small things.
Classes.
Yuji's chaos.
Nobara's threats.
Megumi's permanent mood.
Your grandma listens.
Smiling softly.
Like these simple stories are treasures.
Gojo stands near the window.
Chiyo Ten:"You've grown taller."
Satoru Gojo:"I'd hope so."
Chiyo Ten:"Still arrogant?"
Satoru Gojo (grinning):"Painfully."
She chuckles.
A tired but genuine sound.
Chiyo Ten:"You were a troublesome child."
Satoru Gojo:"I was delightful."
Chiyo Ten:"You broke three barriers before turning ten."
Satoru Gojo:"…Allegedly."
You frown slightly from grandma's lap.
Because—
They're smiling.
But…
Something feels strange.
Like they're reminiscing.
But not fully explaining.
That same feeling.
From before.
Like adults talking in codes.
Your eyes narrow slightly.
Y/N:"…Okay."
Both of them glance at you.
Y/N (lifting head):"I'm not six years old."
Gojo blinks.
Satoru Gojo:"Debatable."
Y/N:"Sensei."
Your grandma watches you carefully now.
Y/N:"…Grandma."
Soft.
But firm.
Y/N:"How do you know Gojo-sensei?"
Silence.
The air changes.
Subtly.
But unmistakably.
Gojo's smile freezes for half a second.
Your grandma's fingers pause in your hair.
Something unreadable flickers there.
Memory.
Weight.
Old pain.
Chiyo Ten (quiet):"…That's a complicated story."
You sit up fully now.
Heart suddenly alert.
Y/N:"Then tell me the simple version."
Gojo exhales softly.
Like he saw this coming.
A silent exchange.
Heavy.
Meaningful.
And you absolutely catch it.
Y/N:"…Why do you both look like that?"
Your grandma smiles faintly.
But it's different now.
Sadder.
Chiyo Ten:"I knew him…"
Pause.
Chiyo Ten:"…Before you were born."
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