Sadness to me tasted like the sea.
The sea we went to in Okinawa, our cheerful laughter filling the air as we played in the water, devoid of all worries.
Sea in your eyes I gazed upon when you stood next to me, bathed in the setting Sun. Eyes that were promising and safe,
warm,
but the eyes that were able to see it all except things that mattered the most.
Sea of tears I spilled alone in my room, hidden away, haunted by the images of her small corpse and your own lifeless eyes as they all clapped and you asked:
Should we kill them all?
If we do it now, I won't feel a thing.
Kill the ones we were obligated to protect, the ones I devoted my life saving, but now their worth felt shaky and hate sparks in me, I turn away.
Let's just go home.
Killing needs meaning. It's important...
...For us to have a meaning.
Isn't it?
??? but what is that meaning anyway ???
Now that I lay here drowning in my own darkness, I don't know.
But whatever it was,
It tasted bitter.
----------A/N----------
HIIII <3 the story you're about to read I wrote purely for myself, but now I really want for other people to read it (and give me attention and validation), so here we are LMAO
This story is an AU where the reader is in Geto's place while real Geto is alive and well. I loved the concept of his character a lot, but I wanted to deepen it and give it my own twist. Before you ask, yes I'm a Geto kinnie let me live
Also, story follows the manga. Spoilers for chapters 67-72, Jujutsu Kaisen Volume 0, and Shibuya Arc. !!!
That's it for now, I hope you enjoy my story and I'll see you in chapter 1 ♡
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