ᴀ ʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ - Multiple!JujutsuKaisen x Reader

ᴀ ʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Beads of sweat rolled down her face, her mouth was dry like the Sahara desert and she was craving iced coffee. She couldn't feel the need to even get up from the bench she was sleeping on. Heck, she couldn't even remember how she got there, she would sleep everywhere so it wasn't as much of a shock to her. Just as she was slowly falling asleep she heard loud gasps and excitement. From a current shock, she fell from the bench onto the dusty track. Vigorously shaking her head the dust went everywhere, while her headphones swung with her movements.

"Oh you finally woke up," she looked through the thick locks of her hair to see her best friend. He was casually drinking an iced coffee that she had desired for a while. He glanced at her, sighing at her expression. "Here is your coffee," he said with an exasperated expression.

"Yes!" Y/n smiled drinking almost the whole thing, she immediately started coughing at the bitterness, "This is shit,"

"Sorry it doesn't have whipped cream and ice cream and is smothered with chocolate," He replied sarcastically. "I wanted ice coffee not criticism," she retorted.

"What's happening by the way?" Y/n asked looking around to see the notorious needy PE teacher lying on the ground in defeat. "Wait- No! The goal!" Her face slowly morphed into distraught looking at the goal. She liked to play soccer after school alone. More like training for a match to never happen.

"Oh yeah the pink-haired dude threw the shot-put there," Kenzo said, putting the coffee can directly to his eye when he was unsuccessful in drinking the rest of it. "What the fuck how?"

"I don't know- fuck!" He cursed when the last drops of coffee went in his eye and all over his clothes. Like the best friend she was, she took a bunch of photos and then laughed at him for a straight 5 minutes.

"Is that Y/n I hear?" She heard the teacher say, she swore that he turned directly where she was. Chills went down her spine, "Y/n I've seen you train, join one of the clubs! I can make you a star player!"

Y/n glanced at Kenzo who was not going to help her after being laughed at for a whole 5 minutes so she did the next best thing. Run the fuck away. Her legs went into motion as she ran as fast as she could. Dashing past a very noticeable person with urchin-like hair. She felt her heart catch in her mouth when he grabbed her arm abruptly.

The black lash hit her hard when she lay on the hard, cold concrete floor. The collar he had grabbed strangled her. "What the fuck?" she coughed out, desperate to get some air.

"Do you know that pink-haired dude?" He asked, she just gave him a dead-panned expression. Where was her apology, she was way too tired for this shit. She was still mourning her poor goal.

"No, why?" she asked, "Do you need help?"

"Have you seen these things?" He asked, flipping through a ring and a battered old box.

"Yeah, but I'm a bit too tired so I can't help you," Y/n said nonchalantly about going to get up and walk away but she fell again when she watched his grip tighten on her uniform.

"You show me where it is-"

"Y/n! This is where you went. I have the form already that you can sign, it was easier when you didn't have a club already," Her eyes widened. She looked like a cat trying desperately to escape a bath.

"Let me go!" she gave an exasperated sigh, and her arms began to get tired. She was just lying down helplessly on the ground with urchin hair gripping her collar. With a needy teacher trying to get her to sign something she doesn't want.

Y/n turned his body to him using the momentum from the turn to kick him. Although a normal kick wouldn't be such a big hit for Fushiguro, Y/n trained every day to kick a ball in different ways to make it stronger, faster, and more precise. In other words, she didn't have a life. It finally wasn't worthless! It was useful. She celebrated in her mind. She felt his grip loosen and she took it as her chance and dashed.