Sakura blossoms| 𝖦.𝖲𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗎 (ON HIATUS!!!)

𝘖𝘯𝘦.

"Who knew I'd get to meet you?"

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So, here it was!

The very first time she got to step into a Jujutsu Highschool.(Y/N) was extremely nervous, she had the impression that everyone stared at her.

She usually gets pretty overwhelmed by those gestures people do.

Nevertheless, she tried taking her mind off the 'stares' by gazing at the beautiful cherry blossoms and the sweet scent that they gave off, lingering in the air. The breeze was ruffling her (h/c) (h/l) hair, while she tried fixing it so it could look more decent.

She patted the 'dust' off her uniform, and she tightly clutched on the strap of her (f/c) bag.

(Y/N) looked again at the crumpled paper in her hand. Class 1-J, on the fifth floor. Damn, so many stairs!

"Did you hear? The (L/N) clan sent their heir here! I wonder how they look.."
"Yeah,me too! I think it's their first year here.."

(Y/N) could hear the small talk echoing around the hallways and the stares that were burning her back.

Finally reaching the fifth floor, she timidly entered the classroom. Apparently, there was no one inside. Was she too early? That must be it!

Afterwards, she took a seat in the middle row. She took a deep breath, but not entirely, because she slowly directed her sight to the desk next to her.

It was a tall boy, with messy white hair, sitting on the desk. His cerulean eyes were staring curiously at the startled girl. His cursed energy caught (Y/N) off guard, causing her to fall off her chair.

The boy giggled, while (Y/N) slowly rubbing her sore shoulder.

"You should be more careful..." he said, while smirking.

She looked befuddled. Why is this guy talking to her?

"I'm Gojou. Gojou Satoru. Nice to meet you!You must be (L/N)." he said gleefully, reaching his hand to the girl.

"Thank you, Gojou-san! Yes,it's me (Y/N) (L/N). Likewise!" she said in a monotne voice, taking his hand, and shaking it after getting up from the floor.

She then sat on her chair, hoping he'd go away or something. But nope, he sat right.next.to.her.

He had his hands behind his neck,while looking in front of him. A wave of students now entered on the door.

(Y/N) looked attentively at the unknown faces, until she spotted the oh-so-familiar face her sight spotted.

"(Y/N)!" she exlaimed. Loudly.

"Oh my God! I missed you so so so much!" the girl squealed.

A tall girl that had blonde,straight hair, and dark
green eyes.

It was Aiki Mayuno. One of her childhood friends. Sure,she was nice,bubbly and had a great cursed-tehnique.But sometimes she was too annoying. And loud!

"Shh! Aiki-chan! The whole class will hear you! If it already didn't..." she mumbled the last part.

"It's alright! Don't worry! Who's this guy sitting next to you?"she asked raising her eyebrows.

"Oh. He's Gojou-san." she said calmly.

Then they both shaked hands.

"Guess I'll be staying behind ya then.." she said, taking a seat in the desk behing (Y/N).

And when everyone settled in their desks, a short lady with long black hair and glasses entered the classroom. Must be the teacher..

"Good morning, class! I'm Yukino-sensei. I hope we all get along! Now, I'll explain what we're going to do this year.After introductions,of course!" she smiled, as she adjusted her glasses with one finger.

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"So,as you all know, cursed techniques become unstable after domain expansion.Domain Expansion provides a great advantage at the cost of an immense amount of cursed energy. But we'll talk about domain expansion next year." the teacher explained.

"But we'll first need to practise your own cursed tehniques. We'll do that next time,at PE." she ended, the bell signaling the lesson was over.

(Y/N) was looking for something in her bag...more exactly,her bento box, and a tiny strawberry milk box.

She turned behind her to see Aiki talking with two other female classmates.Ah, as always, Aiki made friends very fast. Guess she's eating alone.

She hurriedly climbed the stairs to the rooftop, where she could take her lunch..in peace.Actually-...without the peace part tough.

While opening her bento box, she turned to see the familiar white-head again, slowly gasping,because he startled her. Again.

"Quit scaring me like that! You're just like a ghost!" she exclaimed nervously.

He started laughing,for some reason.

"Hey,are you even listening?" she really started to get pissed. Overall, why was this guy following her?

"Ah, (Y/N)-chan! Didn't know you get angry so easily...anyways, I'm here to eat lunch, of course!" he said, smiling.

"Okay...If you say so.." she said,calming down.

She gently picked up her chopsticks and started to munch on a shrimp nigiri.

"So, (Y/N)-chan, why are you here, in Jujutsu high? You don't seem like the kind of person that relies too much on cursed energy..." he said with a teasing grin.

(Y/N) was about to choke on her food.

"Excuse me? It's none of your business if I use it or not all the time!Plus, please don't 'chan' me. You know what? I don't even know why I'm wasting my time with you!" she said in a spiteful manner.

"Woah,woah, no need to get that vexed!" he said, smiling while raising a brow.

"Hmph!" she continued munching on her food,angrily.

"Okay, how about a normal question? What do you do in your free time?" he said, visible boredom on his face.

"Well, I like to paint. You know, expressing feelings and stuff." she said, looking at the scudding clouds.

"That's it?" he said.

"Not really."

"Well then?"

"Why do you even talk to me? I, an outcast! Talking to a guy that screams 'popular'". she said.

"Because I see a girl that screams 'unique'". he said, his sky-like eyes glowing.

"Are you trying to flirt? Because-"

"Shh. You're ruining the moment." he said, placing a finger on her lips,looking deep in her eyes.

She just pushed his hand away, trying not to blush.

And then an awkward silence appeared between the two. Luckily, the bell saved (Y/N).

And Gojou just dissapeared. Who is he? Perhaps an Enderman? But he doesn't have purple eyes..oh well, who knows.

Maybe she'll find a way to understand him.

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