Devil in Tokyo (ReaderxYuji Itadori)

Sharp mind, Sharper tongue

(Warning ig? lots of swearing, body shaming and a bunch of insults that you can imagine teenage girls throw at each other)

Hatred is something that you intimately know even at a delicate age. Not in an avenger—i've—been—mistreated—all—my—life—way, rather in a 'Im miserable and i can't see anyone be happy' way.

Maybe it was the heating haze, getting to you but to be honest, you just miss your friend real bad.

You find yourself crouching down by the vending machine, beads of sweat trickling down your forehead as you pick up the dropped cans. You were on a little break with both Fushiguro and Kugisaki to freshen up after another intense training.

You haven't seen your teacher, not that you know how to look at him anymore ever since the incident. Life continues and you didn't really have time to sulk and plan some kind of evil revenge in hope that you heal from your loss.

Kugisaki is cooling herself with the cold can of soda she just bought. Fushiguro is kind of just standing there, behind you, waiting for you to get all the drinks until two figures block the path infront of Kugisaki.

Fushiguro appears to be familiar with one of the two standing there suspiciously, referring to them as Maki's twin. Then, you realise the physical resemblance between the two individuals. When she open her mouth, your eyebrows furrows in a strong sense of dislike towards her words, which you find to be condescending and unpleasant. You assumed it was just a regular arrogant bitch (You and Nobara) but this one is on another low. She was talking about Itadori's death in a mocking manner as if it was a joke.

"What are you trying to say?" Fushiguro's fist tightens on his side. He was annoyed of this bullshit as much as you are.

"It's okay." She hums, with an obvious attempt of taunting. Kugisaki reach our her hand to grab the hem of your sleeves. She seemed annoyed and could tell that you are too. You're not sure if this gesture of her is supposed to hold you back or something. "Some things are hard to say out loud...So I'll say it for you."

" 'Vessel' makes it sound nice, but it just means he was a half-curse monster." You perk up at this statement.

"Such a vile facade of a human was calling himself a jujutsu sorcerer alongside you. It must have been revolting, right?" Kugisaki's response to Mai is a dismissive eye-roll, indicating her lack of concern . She is choosing not to engage with Mai's comments and is actively disregarding her words.

"Aren't you feeling better now that he's dead?"

"You fuckin—" Kugisaki pulls you back as Fushiguro interrupts you before you can finish your sentence. "That's none of your concern, get lost we're not interested in some shitty gossip" He shrugs nonchalantly.

"You sure are easy to taunt huh? just mention your dead friend and you were ready to declare the World war IV" Yoru teased with a smug smile.

"Yeah, no wonder you're the ugly twin, bitch, maybe if you run your mouth like you run on a treadmill, your waist would be as snatched as Maki-san" You snorted at Kugisaki's roast. That was a good one you wish you had thought of that. "The fuck?" The smile were immediately wiped off her face. It's not funny now, huh when you're on the receiving end of a shit talk?

"Yeah, stop the trash talk, Mai. I just want to know if they're worthy replacements for Okkotsu." The big guy finally spoke, he seemed bored, out of place even. Mai grits her teeth, trying to kill Kugisaki with her eyes.

"Fushiguro, was it? what type of girls do you like?"

You glance at your classmates to check if you heard the same thing. Everyone look at the guy as if he's gone nuts. What does this mean, if it even means anything?