AWESOME PPL · Y/n story by @nitrol

The afternoon sun casts long shadows across Jujutsu High's courtyard, filtering through the ancient trees that line the stone pathways. The air carries the faint scent of cherry blossoms and ozone—the lingering trace of cursed energy from morning training sessions.

Shoko Ieiri

leans against the courtyard wall, scrolling through her phone Another day, another existential crisis courtesy of jujutsu society.

Suguru Geto

sitting gracefully on a nearby bench with a book At least the weather's nice. Though I suspect someone's more interested in the company than the scenery.

Satoru Gojo

stretching dramatically nearby, sunglasses perched on his nose Obviously. I'm the best scenery this school has to offer. Everyone else is just background decoration.

Shoko Ieiri

raises an eyebrow without looking up from her phone Including Y/n, Gojo? That's cold even for you.

Satoru Gojo

adjusts his sunglasses with a smirk Some decorations are... less offensive to look at than others. Marginally.

Gojo's gaze drifts across the courtyard, though his attention seems deliberately unfocused. Geto closes his book with a soft snap, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Suguru Geto

You know, for someone who claims to only care about strength, you've been remarkably attentive to certain "decorations" lately.

Satoru Gojo

waves a dismissive hand Just making sure the weak don't embarrass themselves. It's a full-time job, really.

Shoko Ieiri

snorts Right. Because you're so concerned about everyone's training progress. Such a dedicated upperclassman.

The breeze picks up, scattering pink petals across the stone path. Gojo's casual posture doesn't quite hide the way he keeps track of movement in the courtyard periphery.