As I entered my dorm room, the day's exhaustion settled in, I dropped my bag onto the bed and let out a relieved sigh as I peeled off my training gear. My muscles were sore from the day's exercises.
After a refreshing shower, I found myself sitting on my bed, wrapped in a towel, lost in thought. The events of the day played on a loop in my mind, each memory etching itself deeper as I reflected on the whirlwind that had become my new reality.
*What a day...* I mused silently, my fingers absently tracing the edge of the towel.
*Leiri seems really cool. Geto is patient and supportive... I'm lucky to have them as guides in this unfamiliar world.* I smiled to myself, appreciating the camaraderie that was already forming.
But then, there was Gojo. His teasing nature irked me, and yet there was something intriguing about him. His playful smirk and the glint in his eyes seemed to hold a deeper meaning, as if he was trying to gauge my reactions. And his comment—*little miss first year*—had ruffled my feathers more than I cared to admit.
*Why does he have to be so infuriating? And why do I even care?* I let out a frustrated sigh, my thoughts swirling.
*Focus, Y/n. You're here to learn and grow, not get caught up in Gojo's mind games.* I scolded myself, shaking my head to clear the distraction.
As I leaned back against the pillows, I stared up at the ceiling, my mind a jumble of emotions and reflections. The journey ahead was uncertain, the challenges immense, but I was determined to prove myself—to myself most of all. Closing my eyes, I let the weariness of the day lull me into a state of relaxation, eager to face whatever tomorrow had in store.
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Whispers of a forgotten past. (A Gojo satoru x geto suguro x reader fanfic)
FanfictionYou try countless of shifting methods until one day you wake up in the middle of the school grounds forgetting how you got there or what jjk even is.
