*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ✧˖*°࿐
.•*• [ 𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚄 𝙶𝙾𝙹𝙾 ] •*•.
𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 ━ Miran Fushiguro must navigate in this world of Jujutsu, protecting the ones she holds dear while doing so . . .
↶*ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊ- ↶*ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊ-
𝙹𝚄𝙹𝚄𝚃𝚂𝚄 𝙺𝙰𝙸𝚂𝙴...
Suguru huffed, a cold breeze blew past him as he headed towards Jujutsu High. The first years with his other classmates, Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko were called early in the morning for a meeting. He slid his hands into the pocket of his uniform and continued his stroll.
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It was the middle of the second term at Jujutsu High and their sensei informed them of a new arrival to the high school, a new first year. Apparently, they were supposed to be here since the beginning, but due to some minor inferences they couldn't attend.
"Yo!" A familiar voice greeted Suguru, he slid the classroom door open. Since sorcerers were getting rarer in the modern world, there have been less and less students, to the point where it was only down to now four first years in Tokyo. Satoru waved his hand at Suguru, Shoko slouched on the desk farthest from him.
Suguru looked around and noticed the lack of Yaga's presence, "Where's Sensei?"
"Who knows," Shoko shrugged sleepily, her eyes shut. He sighed and took his seat in between the two and waited. It was around 6:00 in the morning, even the birds were barely starting to sing outside of the window.
Satoru scoffed, and rocked in the chair he was sitting on, "What kind of person calls the students here but isn't here himself?"
An irk mark fell on Suguru's forehead, "Satoru, show some respect to our sensei-"
Shoko groaned a little, already knowing something is going to spew against the two. Although they get along well, there are some things they can never agree on.
Before they could go through a whole argument, the classroom door slid opened, Yaga-Sensei standing in front of it, "What's going on?" The two were already sitting in their seats properly with fake smiles.
"Nothing!"
"What goin' on sensei!"
Yaga let out a sigh, walking up the front of the classroom, his hands clasping together, "Good, you're all here. Meet your new teammate." He motioned for them to come in, at that moment, the atmosphere shifted.
It was one filled with the scent of blood, it made their skin stand in alarm. However, it held no threatening scent, its presence was enough.
She was enough.
They stood a girl in front of them, one with dark hair and piercing green eyes. She held no hostile intent.
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