RETRY / G. SATORU

05

❝ IT'S BEEN 8 MONTHS DEAR! ❞

your old adviser hugs you, while you awkwardly smile. she pulled away and then asked, "why did you drop out at school? is it because you're working here?"

she scanned your uniform, and the convenient store; both of you are in. right now, you're working at 7-11, as a cashier. 

you scanned her items as you answered, "we don't have enough money." 

your old teacher gave you a pitiful look. she gave you comforting words that weren't really helpful at all. and it took her more than 10 minutes to go away.

"gosh, finally..." you sighed in relief when she was gone for the better.

"8 months huh?" you muttered to yourself. that's right. it's been 8 months since you died.

8 months since you became [y/n] fushiguro.

8 months since you found out that haibara is dead, and that geto betrayed jujutsu high. 

8 months since you decided; not to go back to your old life, since no one would even believe you if you told them that you were reincarnated to another body. 

you shivered as you can imagine them shouting at you for being "crazy" and "disrespectful to the dead" if ever you told them that you were recairnated.

8 months since you met your "fake" siblings. and got attached to them so much to the point it also became the reason why you didn't want to go back to your old life. 

although you still exorcist curses— but only if you saw one. not like before, wherein yaga would set you on a mission first.

8 months since you realized that; the money your "fake" mother gave to you and your siblings, is slowly running out. in others words, you realized that, 

"uh oh, we're getting broke bitches. this isn't good."

8 months since you dropped out of school, and started working part times, so that you could support megumi and tsumiki. 

and damn. you didn't know that being a breadwinner was extremely hard.

you look at the clock, and saw that it was already 6pm. which means your shift is over. wohoo to you then! since you can now go back to your house! although…. later at 8pm, you'll be working again as a waiter in a restaurant . "gosh…"

just thinking about it drains you out. you lazily ride the train. and after that, you tiredly walk the street, near your house.

"gosh, i wanna see megumi and pinch his cheeks!" you shouted as you were almost near. his cheeks has now become one of your motivation to continue with life.

and just when you were thinking of him— "oh?" speak of the devil! "megumi?" you spotted him and was about to call him out. "hey megumi...!" but when you saw that someone was in front of him. 

you can't help but freeze.

"what the—" 

fuck?

you scratched your eye, blinking multiple times, squinting it, as you stared at that broad back in front of megumi.

you couldn't believe it as you muttured, "what the fuck?" 

that back was so familiar.

so familiar to the point, you could never ever forget it. after all, it belongs to the one and only, 

"satoru…?"  

your best friend who suddenly ignored you for a week. and guess what? you two were never able to make up because you died.