Who knew your life could change so quickly? After your first experience with a curse your whole life is turned upside down. Your resolve is tested, feelings develop, and danger lurks around every corner..
Welcome to My first Fic. A little Nanami, A...
"Urghhh..." You Groaned loudly. Before you could even open your eyes, you felt twinges of pain scattered throughout your body. Some of the worst pain you've ever felt in your life. Literally feeling like you'd been hit by a Semi Truck. With hot palpitations of pain in your arms and hands serving as a reminder of what had happened. The curse, Nanami calling to you. You remembered everything and yet, as you tried to replay it in your mind. All you could really focus on was evil mischievous face of the curse. Was this it? You wondered silently. Was this the life? The life of a hero you had wanted so badly. You didn't realize it at first, but you should have taken Nanami's words more seriously. Everyone else's cheerful demeanor seemed almost like a betrayal to you as you laid there feeling the stinging vibrations over and over again. You wanted to cry. This wasn't anywhere near what you had expected and to be honest, you'd be lying if you said you had wanted to try again. The fear and the pain. It shook your resolve to your core.
Slowly opening your eyes you took in your surroundings. You'd been placed in a small room with a bed, a window, and a machine next to you. Where you in the hospital? It looked almost too plain to be one. No charts hung from the bed you laid on, but you did notice. Hanging at the end of your bed was a scroll. It looked old and to be honest a little odd. It didn't look like something that belonged in a hospital and you couldn't make out the small characters on it. Where were you?
You tried sitting up and felt a sharp pain in your arms that made you gasp. The wounds now wrapped in bandages had a tinge of red. You had been treated but what was more so interesting was that your hands had been bandaged to look like mittens. That's right... you remembered. The burning sensation in your hands. Could it have been the curse? You thought to yourself. Trying to relive the fight only for it to make you feel more down than you already had. Another failure, an almost fatal failure. You brought your mitten bandaged hands to your face feeling hot tears forming in your eyes.
"Who would want this?" You whispered to yourself.
Just then, the door to your room swung open and Nanami entered with a slender woman with long brown hair in a lab coat, cigarette in hand. They let people smoke in hospitals now?
"Y/n. You're awake." Exhaling her cigarette and dropping it off at a ashtray by the door as she walked over to your bed. She stopped close to you, looking at the machine you were hooked up to and examining your bandages.
"Uhm, not to be rude... but who are you and where am I?" The question was more so directed at the woman but Nanami was quick to answer.
"You're back at Jujutsu Tech, This is Shoko our school doctor." You nodded and tried to sit up more, but the pain was like lightening in your wounds and you had no choice but to lay back down. So you were back at the school.
