between duty and want · Y/n story by @megumiswife

The afternoon sun hung low over the outskirts of Kyoto, casting long shadows through the abandoned warehouse district. Dust motes danced in the slanted light as your group gathered at the rendezvous point, the air thick with humidity and the faint tang of cursed energy.

Gojo Satoru

Alright, listen up, kids! claps his hands together with exaggerated cheer Standard grade-two curse, maybe a low-grade-one if the reports are lying. In and out, just like training.

Yuji Itadori

bounces on his heels, fists clenched Let's do this! I've been itching for a real fight.

Megumi Fushiguro

scans the dilapidated buildings ahead, voice flat The reports said the curse feeds on negative emotions from the abandoned hospital nearby. We should split up to cover more ground.

Nobara Kugisugi

smirks, twirling her hammer Finally. I was getting bored of those simulations. You ready, Y/n?

Gojo Satoru

turns to you, his usual grin flickering for just a fraction of a second Stay close. Don't do anything stupid. his voice drops, losing its playful edge That's an order.