Cursed objects || Jjk x younger sibling reader || Reader insert

05

⭒❃.✮:▹　Playing with dolls 　◃:✮.❃⭒

1st pov

"What a view!" I exclaimed, leaning forward on my toes, looking around as Gojo guided Yuji.

"Whoa! It's in the mountains? Is this really Tokyo?" Yuji asked, excitedly shaking his head back and forth to look at the surrounding area.

"This isn't actually out of the ordinary for a Tokyo suburb." Gojo responded bluntly.

"What about Fushiguro?" Yuji questions, tilting his head like a puppy asking for treats.

"He's fast asleep after receiving jutsu treatment." He said.

"Ah, that must be why he went ahead. I hope he's alright, Yuji has gotten quite friendly with him." I think, fiddling with my jacket strings.

"First things first Yuji- You've got an interview with the principal." Gojo tells him as we walk on the path through the trees.

I begin to space out again. Laying down and sighing.
I've been finding myself doing that very often lately.

Somehow I expected this to go differently, my ideal fantasy would've been, 1. Sukuna comes back 2. We get rid of the sorcerers and 3. We have fun playing with the humans.

Of course it would never go as I want, but I have to at least attempt to do something.

"Ahhh, when can I get outttt-" I complain.

Suddenly I felt a jab in my side.

"Eh- What's this?" I say as I reach into my pocket.

It was my phone, surprisingly at 89%.

I stare at it for a moment, then in realization I launch up.

"I didn't text or call Junpei yet!" I swipe my screen furiously, opening the messenger app.

Chat

(N/N): Junpeiiiiiiii!!!!

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Junpei is online

Junpei: What's wrong, are you okay?

(N/N): I'm so sorry I didn't text youuuu, I completely forgot. School without you isn't worth itttttt o(T^T)o

Junpei: Calm down, it's fine really. Im sure it can't be that bad, you probably already have a swarm of friends by now with your personality.

(N/N): Haha, about that- I technically got transferred to another school?

Junpei: What did you do this time? Hopefully it's not a repeat of last year.

(N/N): Nonono, I have standards. I wouldn't do it two times, it's not nearly as classy enough.

I only switched because of class number problems, there weren't enough spots somehow and they sent me away (○∇○)