Hollow ; Satoru Gojo x Reader (Discontinued)

Ch31 - Back When 5/5

(L/N), (F/N), Current Age: 20.
College Student, University of Tokyo.

Walking out of a store with your new friends enjoying the new you life you now have, sure it's not as exciting as your previous life but it was actually nice. Less stress and less... Knowing you could die any moment.

You were happy, that's all that matters. Although you might regret the choices you've made with leaving, your biggest regret is leaving him behind. The very man that stole your heart in a beat and screwed you over.

Sometimes a sorcerer would pop up in your doorstep and ask you to come back, most of the time it's a certain old man who also happened to be the principal of the Kyoto sister school.

Why? He never gave you a direct answer to that question. You weren't even sure if you could call the answers he gave 'answers.'

They always were "Because you're needed.", "Because you shouldn't let a grade define you." or "Because you can't just leave."

Ironic he's the one to say those, after all everyone's waiting for that wrinkly geezer to kick the bucket and pass away.

You don't know why you ran away, more specifically why you ran away from Gojo Satoru. Maybe you ran away because you failed, maybe you ran away because you weren't worthy, maybe you ran away because you were scared to fall in love.

Whenever you felt his presence around you, you'd leave the spot so you wouldn't have to face him. The once tender feeling of love and friendship you felt for him was replaced with hatred or anger.

'Maybe he deserved someone better?' You asked yourself that question everyday.

You said your goodbyes to your friends for the day, as you walked the streets of Tokyo you couldn't help but notice someone following you.

Tall, familiar features, once a good friend to you but not anymore. You used your cursed technique and indeed it was him.

You quickly thought of a plan, so you walked to a dead-end. Funny how many of those you've been around to.

You heard footsteps closing in on the dead-end, you quickly disappeared from the sight and hid yourself.

A tall man came closer to the dark dead-end, long black hair, black eyes, and he was wearing a black yukata robe with a gold colored rakusu garment over it.

He looked around the area only to find nothing but garbage containers and maybe a few stray cats. He turned around and felt a sharp pain, a knee going up his private areas. You smiled innocently and threw him for him to fall on his bed.

"That wasn't necessary." He somehow said out even though his voice held pain. Has to definitely be because you knees him right on his baby-maker. Not that you care anyways, he deserved that.

"You drove a woman into a dark dead-end. That was the least you deserve." You said to him with a smirk, "Tell me, why are you here... Suguru?"

Geto stood up and brushed himself off and his nihilistic smile came back. You smiled because you missed him, you haven't seen him in ages ever since the incident that happened a few years back. It felt nice knowing he's alive and well, you still couldn't just forgive him though.
Forgive but never forget doesn't always work.

"Should old acquaintance be forgotten, Miss (L/N)?" He brushed himself off with his smile.
You raised an eyebrow with a smirk, "You really want me to answer to that? You'd change your mind if you heard what I have to say."

"You're right." His smile never really left his face, it still seemed as innocent as you could remember it. But it didn't feel innocent anymore. He may have had a smile that looks innocent, that makes him look like a good guy but he was far from one.

"So, University of Tokyo, huh?" He questioned, he sounded a bit interested but knowing him he wouldn't have been looking for you just to catch up.

"Yes?" You said in a questioning but cold tone, almost as if you want this conversation to be over with within minutes. "Am I to assume you ditched Jujutsu Tech and started a new life?"

There it is, the start of why he even came to you in first place,  "That's none of your business. But, since I know you. You probably knew I left and went looking for me."

You came a few steps closer to him and looked him in the eyes, he had his eyes closed to emphasize his innocent but evil smile.

"...What was it for?"

He chuckled a bit before he started to answer that question. "I need you, (F/N). You have a unique cursed technique, and you're the only one that can help me."

You rolled your eyes and put on a smug face, your hands collided with your cheeks and your tone became mocking. "Help me, (F/N)! Help me! You'd be surprised how many times I've heard that one."

Geto deadpanned for a minute as he felt your sarcasm piercing through him. He just stared at you as you looked down on him in a demeaning way.

"Right. Well, what I wanted to ask you is—" He was cut off of his own sentence by you as you interrupted him.

"You want me to use my cursed technique so you can spot curses, capture them, spot jujutsu sorcerers and do whatever it is you have in mind with them?"

"Yes. How did you know?" He asked surprised. Your intuition truly was something you've always relied on and always was right. You trusted it and that with your life.

"Gut feeling." You stated, "The answer to your request, is no. I won't help you at all. Do as you please, do whatever it is that your heart desires... But." You crossed your arms over your chest and gave him a harsh glare.

"If you try to hurt anyone I care about. I'll kill you." You threatened and turned away, you started to walk your way away from the dark dead-end. You didn't care, you gave him an answer and if he tries anything, he'll be dead.

Geto knew you were referring to the fact that you meant that he knew you were talking about the fact that he was keen on killing his family and succeeded, but that doesn't mean he can try anything on yours and expect to walk his ways, and also think consequences wouldn't follow...

"He still is looking for you." Geto said and you didn't bother to even stop walking away, "Satoru, I mean." He added.

Again, you didn't bother to even stop walking. Often you would feel his presence close to you, you won't want to face him just yet. You weren't ready to face him at all.

Every time you could feel him close by, you'd run because you knew he would fond his way to you. You knew he's be the reason you would come back in an instant. No matter how many times you tried to poison your own mind with words such as:

'I hate him.'

'I never liked him.'

'He's not someone to forgive.'

It never worked...

"I know."