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

smile to my face, her happiness

*This festival is incredible,* I thought to myself, a warm feeling of contentment settling within me. *I can't believe I almost missed out on this experience.* Leiri's words brought a genuine smile to my face, her happiness contagious. *I'm glad I came too.*

As we sat on the bench, the gentle breeze playing with strands of my hair, I couldn't help but steal glances at them. There was something about the way they interacted, the ease with which they conversed, that intrigued me. *They're all so different, yet so captivating in their own ways.*

Geto's warm and caring demeanor resonated with me. His concern for my well-being wasn't lost on me, and I appreciated his sincerity. His presence felt like a comforting anchor, a sense of familiarity in this new world.

On the other hand, Gojo's playful nature was both exasperating and intriguing. *What's the story behind that teasing smirk?* His confidence was magnetic, and I found myself wondering what he might be like when he let his guard down.

Leiri's really something, She's a true friend, I realized, grateful for her willingness to check up on me and her unwavering support. There was a sense of comfort in her presence, as if she was someone I could confide in.

But beneath the surface, there was a lingering question, a secret I hadn't shared with anyone. The amnesia that clouded my memories was a puzzle I needed to unravel, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that it held the key to my true self.

As the evening wore on, laughter and conversation filled the air, wrapping around us like a warm embrace. *I'm lucky to have found friends here,* I realized, a sense of belonging blooming within me. The festival had brought us together, and I was determined to cherish every moment.

With the night sky overhead and the company of newfound friends by my side, I allowed myself to be present in the moment, my heart brimming with gratitude.