Hollow ; Satoru Gojo x Reader (Discontinued)

Ch37 - There Was Once A Time 4

A/N: JJK 0 manga spoilers ahead!

(L/N), (F/N). Current age: 24
A seemingly normal girl.

•Your Point of View•

So I ran, I ran to the only place I knew I had to go. Willingly, I would've never went there again. Desperate times need desperate measures, right?

But those weren't desperate times, those were times where everything had to end, all this hatred, the cycled life of monotony... It had to stop.

Knowing the Jujutsu Facility I know that they already have caught wind of the incident on that corner crepe shop, I do not wanna know how much they're aware of more. I do not wanna know if those winds of mine caused more damage than they should...

Or maybe I just wasn't aware of the damage I might have caused when I ran off like a coward...

Reaching the gates of Jujutsu Tech I could notice a tall figure, close by a rather more timid one. I couldn't tell if it was Satoru Gojo or maybe someone else because all the tears blocked my sight. I don't even know how I made it here with heels.

I could tell they were discussing the incident in Takeshita Street, my intuition never fails me given the fact it always have been there for me all this time. Nevertheless, it didn't make up for the fact that I was a murderer.

The closer I got to the two figures, the more I could see who it was. The principal of Jujutsu Tech in Tokyo, himself. Masamichi Yaga.

He noticed me run, everyone did by that point, I could tell now clearly that who was there to greet me, well... That is if unexpected guests like me are welcomed anymore.

Ijichi stood next to Yaga, probably giving him report on everything that has happened. Something inside me knew that that little incident had gotten out already, I'm not ready to take any consequences but my first instinct was to come back here, maybe find a way to escape it all without anything that could cause me trouble.

I could tell Yaga was very disappointed at me even though he kept his stoic self.

"Why are you here?" He asked me, I stopped at my tracks and tried to calm myself down from my panic attack.

"I- I- I'm really sorry..." I somehow whispered out, out of breath and with tears in my eyes. Threatening to spill out of my eyes. Ironically I was always thought to not cry, meanwhile I'd be the first person to run away and lock myself from the world.

"A mysterious hurricane like wind at Takeshita street, causes a simple crepe shop to be damaged so heavily, with many injured and some even dead. Now at the same time the curse user who's whole technique is based on wind appears right at us." Yaga said in his stern voice, he sounded a bit threatening too. It's as if he knew I was the culprit of this act, and that's true. I'm a killer.

"Care to explain?" He added to his sentence, I just looked down on the tiles of the school that I was in right now, if i were to be executed, better do it today.

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What made me so afraid to hide my true self? What made me fear so much of the thing I have become? Am I just a murderer? Or a pawn in someone's evil play of chess?