《A Jujutsu Kaisen fanfiction》
《Yuji Itadori X Female reader 》
"My fate is bound to these red strings. As much as I try to escape it. I'll always fall back into the void of darkness and despair . As much as he try to pull me out of it. We'll always b...
You turned to the other side of the bed when you felt someone's hand shook your shoulder to wake you up. "Five more mins" you said groggily . "Wake up now" the raised voice startled you, it was more scarier than of your father when he was angry. You flutter open your eyes, blinking to adjust to the light.
You look around the unfamiliar place. This wasn't suguru's room where you fell asleep. Your gaze went to the middle aged man standing a few feet away, a scowl etched on his face. "Oi Masachiro! The brat is awake" he yelled , calling out the official who initially brought you here.
The official walked over to the bed where you was, he seemed to be in his early thirties. His features soft. The brunet crouched down, coming to your height on the bed and looked at you.
You sat up, feeling confusion wash over you. Who are these people? Where are you? Where's your family?
The man let out a heavy sigh, his hands hesitantly reached out to your shoulders. "I'm Masachiro...and I work for the jujutsu society. There's something I have to tell you..." You nodded understandingly , knowing what jujutsu is already due to your elder brother. "I....i.. brought you from your home..when I was there because.. because" Masachiro's words got stuck in his throat. He couldn't bring himself to break a child's heart, to let her know her that she has no one. You tilt your head at him, waiting for him to continue.
The other man who was wanting to sum up this quickly grumbled under his breath for Masachiro's empathy towards the kid they rescued. " Your elder brother killed your parents and many people too" he said bluntly. Masachiro's eyes widened..the other one shouldn't have said this in such a blunt and cold way.
You felt your chest tighten, a heavy feeling of grief and doubt growing in you. Your brother would never do this right..right? Their expressions show it all, why would they lie about it. Your throat felt dry to say something, a knot forming in your stomach. You shook your head frantically. However the tears had already made their way into your eyes. This couldn't be...
Your emotions were in a turmoil. A conflict between grieving or hating your brother. Is this what he meant by leaving? By not forgiving him? Just for once you'd like to meet him, to ask him why he did this. Why he lost his way from the path of morals..and became someone neither you nor himself knew.
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