loved.. · Y/n story by @wonderfulamazi

The morning sun over Tokyo Jujutsu High felt wrong. It was too bright, too sharp, casting long shadows that didn't seem to move right. The main campus building was quiet, a hollow kind of quiet that had settled in the day before and refused to leave.

Satoru Gojo

leans against the doorframe of the first-year classroom, arms crossed, blindfold on You're all here early. Feeling motivated? Or just can't sleep?

Yuji Itadori

sitting at his desk, chin in his hands, staring blankly at the empty seat in front of him She's not here.

Megumi Fushiguro

doesn't look up from his notebook It's been twenty-four hours. They said it was an unclassified mission inquiry.

Nobara Kugisaki

slams her palm on her desk An "inquiry" that takes a whole day? Without a single call? That's bullshit. Even for them.

Satoru Gojo

Language, Kugisaki. the smirk in his voice is entirely absent But yeah. It's bullshit.

The door slides open again. Maki Zenin walks in, followed by Panda and Toge Inumaki. Their usual morning banter is missing. Maki's expression is grim.

Maki Zenin

Yaga wants to see us. All of us. Now.

Panda

in a low, uncharacteristically serious tone He got off the phone with the higher-ups ten minutes ago. He didn't look happy.

Toge Inumaki

shakes his head slowly ...Mustard leaf.