सट्टा | SATTA | POWER

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सट्टा [satta] ¤ power

the ability or capacity to do something or act in a particular way.

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it was a normal day for the three first-year students and their white haired teacher. they were currently on the school's field and were training to master their cursed technique as their teacher cheered on them and at times took pleasure into bugging them.

it has been 2 days since they met the last student of their year, nobara kugisaki, and they haven't yet been appointed to any mission and have spent their time training.

everything was going perfectly well until they all felt a massive amount of cursed energy steadily approaching them. everyone froze and looked towards where this oppressing energy came from.

they were surprised to see a woman smiling at them calmly. she seemed the complete opposite of the menacing cursed energy surrounding her.

as the three stundents looked at her in bewilderment, not knowing if this new arrival was a friend or a foe, their teacher was staring at her in astonishement.

this woman wasn't just any woman for the sorcerer named gojo satoru. she was the woman.

she was exactly how he remembered her.

her (tone) skin beaming with the rays of the sun, her (color) eyes peaking at him under her long lashes, her (size) (type of hair) hair adorning her magnificent facial features and her plump lips brought into a bright smile.

her white line tattoos on her nose contrasted with her darker skin and gave her an almost ethereal look.

even her taste in fashion was the same.

excentric jewelry with lots of necklaces, anklet chains and bracelets adorning symbols and different types of crystals. the tight, long and low waist (color) skirt she wore showed the upper part of her mezmerizing hips and her (color) tube top showed her peirced belly button. her baya waist chain accentued the gorgeousness of her (body type) body.

gojo couldn't help but smile as a small blush adorned his cheeks when he saw her.

she brought her hand full of rings up and waved as she approached the small group.

"hey, satoru... it's been a while..." she smiled confidently when she saw the color of his cheeks.

the students seemed even more confused. she didn't physically look like an ennemy and the attitude of their teacher supported this idea. but they just couldn't ignore how powerful and menacing the cursed energy coming from her was.

megumi grabbed his teacher to catch his attention.

"gojo-sensei! who is this woman?" he asked in fear.

gojo laughed and removed his arm from the grip of his student to head close to the mysterious woman.

"it has been a while... welcome back, (name)..." he whispered in her ear and he put an arm around her waist.

he turned around to face his student, his arm still around her waist as he brought her body closer to his. he laughed again as his students looked even more confused at their closeness.

"don't be afraid everybody! she's not our ennemy!" he looked at them intently "let me introduce you to the most powerful woman in the world! the voodoo high-priestess... (last name) (name)!!"

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