𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑, jujutsu kaisen

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[name] cursed in 5 different languages because of what he just did.

'this might be my last straw.' he thought, wanting to choke himself to death.

he can already feel his phone vibrating with notifications. which he can already know that it's from satoru even without checking it. that ex of his has always been quick to respond to his texts. not sure if it's a good or a bad thing.

[name] screamed silently, not wanting to make too much noise since the stinky old librarian here has already hated him since day one. but that's a story for another time.

"sir, are you okay?" a child who [name] assume is around 4 or 5 years old asked the grown up.

"do i look like i'm okay? shoo shoo, go read romeo and juliet or something. let me suffer alone before i take my anger out on you, kid."

the child frowned, not liking the grown up's attitude, but then ignore it soon after. "i don't like reading. what are you doing in here? aren't grown ups not allowed in here?"

"the chairs over there are too hard and uncomfortable. but look at this," [name] pointed at the bean bag he's sitting on. "that old woman is so biased. us grown ups wants bean bag too."

she only nodded in agreement, "good point." just when she was about to say something again, a loud ring on his phone was heard. he took a peep to his screen to see the user @gojo.satoru requesting an instagram videocall, earning almost all the children's attention to him because of it.

"this." he shoved his phone to the child's face. "this is why i'm not okay."

she observed the profile picture and beamed, "he looks so pretty!"

"you're not making me feel any better."

"then what am i supposed to do?!"

almost all the kids in the room gathered up to see what's all the chaos about, not noticing the small crowd around him. he doesn't know why, but children has always liked him naturally. he's not even good with kids for pete's sake. an idea popped on to his head, "answer this call and say that i'm your dad."

"... but i don't have a dad."

a feeling of guilt ran through his shoulder, "well uhm... uh, just act okay, act like i'm your dad."

she nodded and swiped up the answer button.

"[NAM—] you're not [name]." the other side of the phone's tone went from an excited one to a disappointed one.