You'll Never Walk Alone

28

That night of the brutal murder scene, Gojo finally arrived and saw how horrible it looked. It truly resembled a horror film, and it hurt him to know that you had to witness this. He recalled how he met you ten years ago at the hospital.

This has destroyed her even more than her parents' deaths because the only family she had left was Gin... Poor y/n. I wished you didn't have to face this again. I'll make sure whoever plotted this will never see daylight again. Gojo said in determination as he felt a bit guilty about Gin's death. He wondered if he had never brought you into this jujutsu life, maybe you would've been happy with Gin. However, he doesn't know if he would've been able to protect you or prevent this situation from occurring in the alternative timeline. It's something he can't control to make your life feel as painless as possible.

When Gojo saw your disheveled appearance in Yuji's arms, his face tightened as his heart squeezed. Your eyes were hollow and could barely look up to make eye contact with anyone. You looked so lifeless like a rag doll thrown in a trash can. He knew your only comfort was Yuji. You wouldn't let anyone else touch you like that. "Make sure y/n gets some rest,"

Yuji nodded with a lopsided solemn expression and carried you out of the house. He glanced down at you and saw how quiet you were as you sniffed through your congested nose. Yuji felt really bad and wanted to take your pain away if possible while your head leaned against his chest as you stared into oblivion.

He took you back to campus since that's the only safe place that could keep you away from your grandma's killer. When Yuji put you down, your head hung low and your arms fell to your sides as you felt so numb. Your heart was empty and you were confused about your next step in life.

"Y/n, if you need anything from me just—"

Immediately, you swung your left arm back to grab his sleeve without turning or lifting your head. "I don't want to sleep alone," you meekly said as Yuji heard how hoarse and muddled you sounded. It squeezed his chest and he threw his arms around you without saying a word. Your eyes were dried out like a drought taking over your tear ducts. He wanted to make it known that people like him love and care for you. There's no way he could abandon you. He doesn't want to die because of Sukuna. If Gin's death heavily impacted you like this, what would happen if he died? Would you be a mess? Would you be able to move forward? How would you be?

When Yuji took you to his room, he lended you his shower and clothes since you didn't pack any, and neither one of you wanted to wake up Nobara, especially when you didn't want a lot of people to know about it.

While you took a boiling hot shower to melt all your agony and grief, Yuji sat on the ground, wondering what he should do to cheer you up.

"I don't want to pretend that her feelings and this event didn't happen. I'll sound like an ignorant jerk! Mmm... I'll think of something," Yuji knew this was going to be tough but that won't stop him from trying to uplift your spirit.

In the shower, you rinsed off all the blood and watched the tinted water go down the drain. The scorching water didn't feel painful whatsoever; it felt like another layer to your heart. "What did I do to deserve this? Why does my life have to be at the cost of the people I love? Why does the higher ups care so much about their power when it wasn't theirs at the beginning?!" Your sadness turned into anger as it's all because of the higher ups. They're the one to blame. They took your parents and now your grandma. They're obsessed with ruining your life.

You began laughing in madness while the shower noises blocked it out from Yuji's ears. Your body hunched forward as your fingers curled up like you were ready to claw someone's eyes out. Your hair fell in front of your face and water dripped off from your nose. "I'm going to fucking kill them! I'm going to make sure they suffer! They're going to confess their sins and repent in hell!!" Your heart felt elated from those dark thoughts intruding your weakened state. You really want the world to know pain.