𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 | 𝐣𝐣𝐤

chapter 1.

TODAY WAS LIKE ANY OTHER DAY;

you woke up, went to your morning classes and came back to your dorm, waiting until your friends: megumi fushiguro and yuuji itadori, knocked on your door to go and grab lunch at the cafateria.

and there is where all three of you are now, eating lunch at the very end of the dining area, looking around for the green haired girl, maki, that accompanies you most of the time.

"she's late again," itadori fumbled with his mouth full of food, "close your fucking mouth when you're eating pig" megumi said while glancing at his friend, "but yeah, she's late again"

then, out of nowhere, maki sits down next to you with her now cold lunch. "fucking first years, they've collapsed the line to get food and now my hamburger is cold" you just laughed at her, making the frown on her face dissolve a little.

"we all been first years maki, you specifically know how hard it is" you defended. of course all first years looked like lost puppies, but sometimes a little bit of help is much appreciated. just like she did with you. even though her intentions were of getting your number and ask you out, she ended up helping you through your first year and becoming your first friend at college.

"anyway, are you coming to my first rehearsal today? " megumi looked at the rest of the group, changing the subject and waiting for a response to tell the leader of the band about the little audience. you and itadori nodded, mouth full of food, making megumi look at both of you in disgust.

"i can't, got a class on the afternoons. i'm sorry megumi" megumi just nodded in knowledge to the green haired girl. "it's okay maki, i'll deal with these two dumbasses myself" he said motioning to both itadori and you, earning a slap on his head by the last male.

after finishing your lunch, maki bid goodbye to you and the boys heading to her class, while the three of you headed to the rehearsals room.

megumi opened the door coming inside first, then itadori and lastly you. you could see the room was soundproof with the walls covered in acoustic panels made exactly for that. a little stage was placed in the right corner of the room; just a little bit elevated from the floor, with a drum set, a bass guitar and a electric guitar, both well supported. and lastly, a microphone in the middle of the stage.

there were also two red couches placed in front of the stage, as well as the amplifiers. at the back of the room, there was another door next to an enormous window, leading to the recording area. the view didn't surprise you one bit, since you've been coming to megumi's rehearsals since you got to know him last year.

but what surprised you was the audience that was sat down on one of the couches. looking at them you could recognize three of your teachers: toji fushiguro, your genetics teacher AND megumi's dad; gojo satoru, your biophysics teacher, and geto suguru, your zoology teacher. none of them seemed to have seen you, but your eyes were now focused on the men left in the room: one being megumi's uncle and leader of the band, naoya zen'in; the other two being your best friend's brothers: sukuna and choso.

"megumi you're late" naoya's voice made you come back to reality, noticing how the males where looking at you with raised eyebrows. "i know, i know, but yuuta isn't even here yet" megumi sat down on the other couch, you and itadori following after. he then realized the people in the room. "what are you doing here dad?"

toji then looked at his son, smiling to the three of you, his gaze lingering a little more on your form and the outfit you decided to wear today. "what? can't i see my son do the only thing that shares with me?" megumi just huffed at his response. toji's always been hard on megumi for choosing a linguistics degree instead of an science one, like him. so imagine his surprise when he found out that one of his son's best friend was indeed in a science degree, most specific that she was his student in the biology degree.

not saying a word back to his dad, megumi just started talking to you about his classes and how hard this semester was going to be. itadori was just on his phone scrolling through his social media, since he knew everything that megumi was rumbling about, being classmates.

unexpectedly the door to the room opened, a furious long haired girl coming in, followed by a non worried yuuta. the girl looked as if she was going to explode at any moment; face red and ears almost fuming. yuuta on the other hand, walked into the room as if he wasn't 15 minutes late, hands intertwined behind his head and walking as if he was in a slow motion film.

the girl, whose name you didn't remember, was the lead singer of the group, chosen after countless auditions. she was pacing around the room yelling some non-sense to the bassist and then heading to naoya, who was sitting on the drum set, getting ready to start the rehearsal. "i'm leaving the band" the girl spatted looking at naoya. catching everyone out of guard, the room went silent.

"what?" naoya stood up as well as megumi, who was now walking to where the rest of the group was. everyone looked at each other, looking for some kind of explanation. "i said i'm leaving the band. you better thank yuuta for this. " and with that the girl left the room as soon as she came in.

an angry naoya was now looking at the calm yuta, waiting for the younger male to say something. he then just dropped his arms from behind his head and started explaining. "i think she just got jealous because i was flirting with some random girl. she thought we were something when i told her we wasn't. she started yelling at me so i yelled at her too, telling her that her voice wasn't even that good, that she only made it to the band because she knew how to suck dick," a snicker could be heard from the couch next to you, the white haired man being the source of it.

"and well, she got mad and told me how she was going to leave the group and blah blah. i never thought she would do it, honestly" and with that yuta finished his explanation, making the drummer even angrier than before. "well, now thanks to your horny ass dick, we got no lead singer and let me tell you, we're not doing any more auditions because that shit drained me physically and mentally. so this is the end of this fucking band, hope you're proud of it!"

by now everyone was perplexed, looking at how naoya yelled at yuta, pointing him with his finger that almost went trough the younger's chest. taking some steps back, yuta looked at megumi and then at naoya again. "w-we could look for another lead singer, right megumi?" megumi looked at his friend with a shocked expression, "me? this is your problem bro. you should've thought with your brain instead of with your dick. not my problem"

yuta looked as if he was about to commit suicide, he got yelled at by his leader and his best hook up until now. he was left without a band and good pussy, could anything more go wrong for him today?

"i know someone who can sing!" surprised, everyone looked at the pink haired boy that was sat down next to you. he looked at you with a smile and realized what he was going to say. "y/n sings pretty good to me. i've heard her in her room." everyone then looked at you, hope plastered on their faces when pure horror was plastered on yours.

"fuck,it's true! y/n's got a beautiful voice, she just didn't attend the auditions last year because she was shy!" megumi supported yuuji's statement. "oh hell nah, don't believe a word they say," you said looking at all the people in the room, "i sound like a fucking dying dolphin!" your mouth left an awkward laugh.

naoya stepped down the stage, now walking to you. he looked at you in the eyes, some sort of hope running through his.

"please y/n if what they say it's true, join our band. you're our only hope"

you're definitely going to kill yuuji and megumi for putting you in this mess.