Into Infinity | Satoru Gojo x Female Reader

Chapter 11

Gojo leaves you with a mountain of food. You told him you could eat anything, and so in response, he brings you everything. You scarf down what you can, and then you find yourself lying in your bed, staring at the ceiling in some sort of food coma.

The day goes by quickly. You don't have to worry about running into anyone, because you don't have the urge to go out anyways. Since there are no windows in the room, you have to rely on a broken clock on the wall to give you some sort of sense of time. At one point, the woman who the voice belongs to steps in to check on you. You learn that her name is Shoko, and that she is the doctor at Jujutsu High. Her appearance is just as tired as her voice, but her heart is a brilliant shade of green, and you find it hard not to stare. She checks your vitals, but only as a precaution. It turns out your body healed itself perfectly, in fact, you are even healthier than you were before. Shoko-san keeps you company for a bit, but you can tell she is not much of a people person (not the alive ones anyway), and that's totally okay with you.

When she leaves, you find yourself lying in bed hugging the teddy bear Gojo gave you. You breathe it in. It smells just like him. You sigh.

In the moments you are not thinking of Gojo, you find yourself returning to the many questions you have. Who are you? What exactly is this power? You think about the little cursey from the cursed womb. What was that red light you had grasped onto? How had it changed the way it did? And it was so sweet after, how could anyone want to harm that? Because of you... it likely died because of you. You set it in your mind to build a memorial for it somewhere, once you get out of here.

You roll over to your side. In the quiet moments, when the urgent questions momentarily cease, the deeper questions begin to set in.

What if all curses could be like that? Good. Kind. Unharmful. What if you are all running around exorcising them for nothing? And the biggest one... Do curses have rights too?

You shiver. It's too much to think about right now, not at least until you get some answers.

Eventually, out of impatience, you step out of bed, change, and attempt to follow Gojo's charmingly written map.

It's dark when you step outside. You are grateful, because the sun really would be too much right now. The breeze that tickles your skin is fresh and overwhelmingly sweet. Breathing it in nearly brings tears to your eyes. You never noticed how the air carried the taste of the pines before. Was it always like this?

You walk down the dark path, the trees solitary soldiers in the night, guiding your way. You take in the sights of the curious world around you.

It's weird... it is the same world you walked before, the same air you breathed before, but everything feels foreign. Like everything belongs here except for you. You can feel the breeze on your skin, the gravel beneath your feet, but you still feel removed from it all. Like you're not really here. Temporary.

You follow Gojo's squiggly lines as best you can, and eventually, find yourself at a hill.

You make your way up it.

The view at the top is beautiful. From here, you can see the whole school—the sleeping shapes of the buildings, the river that snakes its way between them, and the moon that shines full and bright in the sky, illuminating it all. Everything is so still, if it weren't for the lights of the city shining in the distance, you would think you had woken up in a world void of people. You find yourself smiling because Gojo was right, it is the perfect place to have the dark secrets of your past revealed to you.

There is a bench nearby, you're not sure if it's the one Gojo specified, but you definitely want to sit on it. Besides, Gojo found you once, he'll find you again.