"losing your sense of self is the worst thing you can do."
IN WHICH ...
two vessels have to navigate a world that is trying to kill them while also dealing with annoying curses that love to hinder them.
[Yuji Itadori x OC]
[Based on the Jujustu Kai...
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CHAPTER FOUR : LIKE CALLS TO LIKE
A long yawn emitted from Kaori, tears pricking her eyes as jetlag caught up with her. Maybe spending the whole night awake talking to her cousin after a fifteen-hour flight was a bad idea. Either way, hindsight was 20/20.
But her teachers were kind enough to give her a day to recuperate which she desperately needed. However, now she was rummaging through her dorm cupboards looking for some kind of snack and found them all tragically empty.
Kaori picked up a crisp packet that was on her bottom shelf but when she turned it around, she found it was already eaten. Clearly, she hadn't been bothered to properly dispose of it. "I really have to start buying food in before I leave on missions. I have nothing here." She grumbled to herself.
She walked backwards until her legs hit the bed and let herself flop onto it. She adjusted the headphones that almost fell of her head, skipping the song that was on to a more punk song as she thought.
Absentmindedly, Kaori picked up a pencil from her bed and started twirling it between her fingers. Using its momentum, she threw the pencil into the air and once she caught it, she had an idea.
"You know what, the old house might have some good food." Kaori thought as she sat up.
The teenager smiled to herself, proud of her small accomplishment, and stood up. She began to take a step forward and the environment around her blurred to white for a split second before she arrived outside the place she called home.
This home was the place where she was kept for just under a decade while the Higher Ups figured out what to do with her (apart from execute her). It was a small two-story house that stood on the edge of campus. It was hidden in the deepest parts of the woods behind Jujutsu Tech, so far up a hill it would take at least an hour to get to by walking (at a reasonable speed too).
Truth be told, only a select few people knew that this placed existed: Kaori, Gojo, Ijichi and Shoko. There were a few others but they've long since passed now so there's no point worrying about them. Gojo and Kaori were the only ones who had keys.
Kaori fished the keys out of her pocket – which were attached to her student ID so she never lost either – and flipped them in her hands. Like it was second nature, Kaori unlocked the door, threw her keys into the bowl that sat next to the door and close it with her foot.
Humming along to the song, Kaori walked directly in front of the door to reach the small kitchen that was only big enough for one. There were three sets of counters which held shelves below and above them with an oven sat in the middle.
The walls of the house were a deep walnut colour. Said walls were covered in decorations, every surface had some kind of doodle painted onto, pictures littered the walls of the living room of the Koritsu family. It gave the feel of an old rustic home rather than a temporary prison that it was originally built for. This place had many nooks and cranny's that only Kaori knows about (only because Gojo never had the energy to find them).
