You'll Never Walk Alone

9

Your eyes fluttered open, seeing the white ceiling in your view. You instantly recalled the event taking place before you lost consciousness. You extended your hand out, feeling how strong your cursed energy has become after your body had converted Maki's energy into yours. Although you felt relieved that this has worked, you didn't expect yourself to blackout after the process.

"Feeling better?"

Your head snapped to the side and saw Shoko in her chair as she made eye contact with you. She looked tired as always as dark circles painted her eyes. It's a good thing she wasn't smoking or else you'd be coughing like crazy.

Your lifted hand fell back to your side, and you rose to sit up with your back hunched and eyes on the white covers. "I... think so?" You felt okay, nothing more or less than that; honestly, you didn't know what to feel. No tiredness or nausea were present but a healthy body waking up from sleeping. "I feel fine. How long was I out for?" You asked since there wasn't a clock in the room or windows. Your heart was slowly accelerating because you feared Yuji would hear about this from Gojo if he's expecting your arrival around evening.

"For an hour, so it's 4 right now."

Shoko's answer reassured you since Yuji didn't have to be alerted and scared for your well being. You knew if he had heard the news, he would be panicking in his seat. But now you were better, you weren't going to tell this to Yuji whatsoever. If he didn't see it, it should be fine on your end.

You released a hefty sigh. "That's not bad... At least it didn't take long. Now I'm going to go home,"

Before you left, you went to find Maki and apologized for scaring her, and also went to the school's archive to find books about Kameko.

In the dimmed archive lit by candles on the walls, you were alone in the room filled with rows of old ancient history about sorcerers. The only sound was your footsteps and wax melting.

Everything was organized in alphabetical order, and you immediately went to find the letter K. Your fingers dragged against the spine of the books, feeling its different texture and bumps as you felt dust collecting on your skin. It kept sliding until it reached the section of Kameko, the mother of jujutsu. Without any hesitation, you took as many books you needed in order to know who she truly was. You didn't want to read it in this room since you'd want to read it at home where you're comfortable. The archive made you feel lazy to even study; it didn't give you the same motivation as your home did.

After packing the books you needed to study off from, you almost exited the archive if Gojo hadn't found you first. Gojo spread his legs wide open till both feet hit the door frame as he folded his arms across his chest. His pose reminded you of those teacher memes—the bell doesn't dismiss you, I do. You had no idea what he wanted or why he appeared in front of you, yet then again you're at the school and he works here too.

His lanky and long body towered you, making you crank your head back. "Hi y/n, how's Yuji doing?" Gojo secretly asked, not even asking how you were doing first but Yuji's. You were a bit ticked off now.

You clicked your tongue in annoyance. "Really? You're not going to ask about how I'm doing? Rather someone else who you can text?? How rude of you..." then you rolled your eyes at him. You were definitely fed up; you wanted to go home and see Yuji's warm smile greeting you.

Wait, why am I thinking about Yuji greeting me when I'm home? You felt your heart flutter from the idea of his jolly presence waiting for your return.

I'm just used to it. He's been growing on me lately, so I'm just used to the normal now. You rationalized your thoughts so you wouldn't have to delve too deep into your feelings.