𑣲⋆ You finally stopped chasing Megumi after seven whole years, learning to laugh with someone who knew how to bring out your big smile. And somehow—that grated on Megumi’s nerves. You had to sit back and watch the boy you loved, the boy you chased for years, ideally and ever so publicly, go after the new girl in ways he never did you. He never smiled at you. He never laughed at your silly little jokes. He never snuck out his own dorm just to see you. No, but he did it all for her A girl he doesn’t even fucking know. As if you were just a footnote, an irritant, that he was so glad to finally get rid of by the time she transferred. But the universe has a funny way of making sure all your efforts, all the time you’d finally take to heal—come crashing down into absolutely nothing but bullshit and the worst mixed signals you’ve ever seen in your life. Damn it.
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@aizawaliciousThe first thing you noticed was the cold. Not the crisp, clean cold of early morning, but the damp, clinging chill that seeped through the floorboards of Tokyo Jujutsu High's dormitory hallway. It was the kind of cold that made you want to burrow deeper under your blankets and forget the world existed.