'King of Curses'

- 1

(Y/n) opens her eyes, feeling like led, her lids wouldn't completely reveal her (e/c) eyes that reflected the morning sun.

"Mhmn...Mhomnn?" Mellow mumbles waved past her ears, barley taking notice of them.

What? What's happening....why can't I move?

Everything was a blur to her. She couldn't make out the image in front of her. She saw it move side to side, but her vision still kept her in the dark.

"Helmnhm? Wakemhanmm!" The muffled voice continues to yell at (y/n), whose clouded mind wouldn't allow her to properly wake up. Her statue like body lay frozen on a single mattress bed.

My eyes...feel so heavy.

Her blurred vision slowly became clear as the seconds rolled past her eyes. The blurry figure that was moving around slowly formed a familiar shape.

"Wake umhmn! How longmnmh-" The voice gradually got higher in tone and the words started to sound normal to her ears.

Wait... what was I... where was?

She thinks as she recollects herself, before her vision was completely clear.

A girl, with dyed brown medium length hair, towers over her, with a worried expression.

"Finally! How long did you plan on laying like that!" She sits up from the bed and places her hands on her hips, frowning.

"They warned me you were a deep sleeper, but they never said you slept like you're in a coma." She huffed with her eyes closed, forming a pouting face. She was frustrated, that was obvious to (y/n).

"W-where am I?" (Y/n) says, holding her head in agony. It throbbed with pain, as if she really was in a coma.

"Are you serious! Jeez how deep was your sleep?" The woman with brown hair flops her body weight back onto the bed, heaving a sigh as she looks to the ceiling.

"Sleep?" Confused, (y/n) repeats the woman's word. Was she asleep? To her it didn't feel like a sleep. She felt like she didn't belong here, wherever here is.

The woman gazes at the confused girl, wondering why she was acting like this.

The hell was she dreaming about? Why is she acting so weird? She thinks to herself.

"(Y/n)... you're in the Tokyo Prefectural school of Jujutsu sorcery... Are you for real? Stop acting so weird." She looks on, watching her friend inspecting her body, trying to figure out who she is.

(Y/n)'s eyes widen from the realisation. Everything she had forgotten about her current life comes flooding back into her head.

"What the! What was I dreaming about!" She sits up from her bed staring blankly at her hands.

"How am I suppose to know! You looked freaky! You legit laid on your back, stiff as a brick, with your eyes half open!"  Nobara says, while gripping onto (y/n)'s shoulders.

(Y/n) looks around the room, catching the missing pieces of her memories.

The walls were white, and a large open window looked out onto a beautiful Japanese pond. Her closet was filled with sorcery books, clothes and her uniforms.

She remembered moving into this dorm building with Nobara only a few days ago. She was transferred here from the Kyoto jujutsu high school of Sorcery to be trained under Satoru Gojo.

Her cursed technique includes, manipulating her energy into whatever she liked. Her teachers thought best that she would be trained under someone who could understand her abilities more.