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"22 scored three! leaving jujutsu high leading with 76 points!"
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just like that, their school won again.
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megumi was astonished he almost forgot he was writing an article. unlike megumi, who got completely immersed in the game, ozawa was busy recording the team's expressions. she wanted to write an article where the readers could feel like they were in the arena.
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typical ozawa yuko.
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"ah... i almost forgot."
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"hm?" megumi hummed. he saved his work and turned off his laptop. the sound of people screeching hurting his ears.
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"i need to do something today... i don't think i can ask itadori for-"
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"it's okay, i have a lot of free time. i can ask him instead."
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it was like hitting two birds with one stone. ozawa let out a mischievous grin. which, thankfully, came out as a chuckle to megumi.
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the two parted ways and megumi replied to gojo's messages straight away. the man was constantly spamming him with messages.
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megumi is still in the arena. he wasn't there to do the business his partner asked him to do though. megumi didn't have the guts to face him yet. the boy sat there, patiently waiting for someone in the team who knows for the pinkette's number. kamo noritoshi to be exact.
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megumi clicked his tounge after seeing kamo fix his things. 'here's my cue.' he carried his bag over his shoulders, waiting for kamo in the exit.
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"oh my god! finally- megumi?"
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"hey. i'm actually on a hurry, so i'll be blunt. do you have itadori's number?"
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kamo was caught off guard. why is megumi asking for itadori's number? this bothered the athlete. but nonetheless, he took a paper from his bag, writing something before handing it over to megumi.
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"here, itadori's number."
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megumi muttered a small thanks and bowed. he turned his back away, his attention now focused on the paper in his hands.
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itadori's number was awfully familiar.
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lover boy ; itafushi
Fanfiction"so megumi, what's your type?" "i don't know. just someone i know is only mine? like i don't have any competitor and shits. i just want him to myself."
