Whispers of a forgotten past. (A Gojo satoru x geto suguro x reader fanfic)

continued, blending with the gentle symphony

The day of the festival arrived, and I could hardly contain my excitement. As I got ready in my dorm room, I opted for a comfortable yet festive outfit—a flowy sundress with intricate patterns that seemed fitting for the occasion. The sun was shining brightly, and a sense of anticipation hung in the air.

I received a message from Geto with the details, and we agreed to meet near the entrance of the festival grounds. With a final glance in the mirror, I left my room and headed out, my steps quickening with every passing moment.

As I approached the festival, the vibrant atmosphere greeted me with a burst of energy. Stalls lined the streets, offering an array of delectable treats, colorful games, and handmade crafts. The sound of laughter, music, and chatter filled the air, creating a lively backdrop for the festivities.

Spotting Geto near the entrance, I couldn't help but smile at the sight of him. He looked just as excited as I felt, his eyes lighting up as he waved me over.

"Y/n, over here!" he called out, his voice carrying above the crowd.

I made my way through the bustling crowd, my heart racing with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. As I reached Geto, he greeted me with a warm smile that immediately put me at ease.

"Hey there," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Glad you could make it."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," I replied with a grin, feeling a surge of gratitude for the invitation.

With the festival in full swing, the atmosphere was alive with excitement and energy. As I chatted and laughed with Geto, I spotted Leiri and Gojo making their way towards us. Leiri's vibrant energy was contagious, and Gojo's casual charm seemed to draw attention even in a crowd.

"Looks like the whole gang's here," I commented, a playful smile on my lips as they approached.

Leiri's grin was infectious as she bumped my shoulder playfully. "Wouldn't want to miss out on all the fun, right?"

Gojo's smirk was ever-present as he leaned against a nearby stall. "I must admit, this festival does have its charm."

As we stood together, our group felt like a united front, each of us bringing our own energy and dynamics into the mix. The festival became an opportunity to bond outside of training, to share laughter, stories, and even a few friendly jabs.
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As the evening drew to a close, we found ourselves gathered in a quieter corner of the festival grounds, away from the crowds and noise. The soft glow of colorful lanterns illuminated our surroundings, creating a warm and enchanting atmosphere. Sitting on a bench beneath the starry sky, we began to talk, our voices blending with the distant melody of music.

Leiri smiled at me, her eyes reflecting genuine happiness. "Y/n, I'm so glad you decided to come to the festival with us! It's been such a blast."

I returned her smile, feeling a sense of camaraderie that had been growing stronger since my arrival at Jujutsu Tech. "I'm glad I came too, Leiri."

I looked at geto with a smile on my face. "Thanks for inviting me."

Geto leaned back, his expression content as he gazed up at the stars. "Festivals like these have a way of bringing people together, don't you think?"

I nodded in agreement. "Definitely. It's like a break from all the training and seriousness."

Gojo chimed in with a playful grin. "And who knew that even sorcerers could use a little fun once in a while?"

We all laughed, his comment lightening the mood. The conversation flowed easily, ranging from our favorite festival attractions to stories of past experiences. It was fascinating to hear about Leiri and Geto's previous encounters with festivals, their shared memories forming a connection between them that went beyond our current circumstances.

As the night wore on, the air grew cooler, and we huddled a bit closer for warmth. I found myself drawn into their stories, feeling a growing sense of belonging among them. Leiri's laughter was infectious, and Geto's wisdom was both comforting and inspiring. Gojo, with his teasing nature, kept the atmosphere light and enjoyable.

Leiri looked around, a serene expression on her face. "You know, sometimes it's nice to take a break from the chaos and just enjoy the moment."

"Agreed," Geto added, his gaze soft as he observed the festival around us. "These moments become memories we can carry with us."

Gojo, surprisingly more serious for a moment, nodded. "Yeah. No matter how tough things get, it's these moments that keep us grounded."

I took a deep breath, letting their words sink in. This little corner of the festival, under the starlit sky, felt like a safe haven—a moment frozen in time that I could treasure.

Leiri turned to me, her eyes bright. "Hey, Y/n, next year, we'll make even more memories together."

The thought brought a smile to my lips. "I'm looking forward to it."

As the night grew darker, our conversation continued, blending with the gentle symphony of the festival and the camaraderie we had formed. It was a reminder that even in a world of curses and sorcery, there were still moments of joy and connection worth cherishing.