Three days after waking up, Aiko was handed her uniform for her duration of stay in Jujutsu High.
It felt like someone was spitting on her ashes.
Usually, the thought would not make her as uncomfortable as it did then. She was after all used to such morbid thoughts. Yaga tried to make her think she would remain scott-free for supposedly trespassing on the school grounds, but she knew better. The elders were relentless in their opinion, once they decided on something they would never decide otherwise.
'So someone from among the lot wants me to be indebted to them...or'
She shook her head, ridding herself of unnecessary thoughts. Aiko did not yet have a good grasp on the whole situation, and breadcrumbs worth of info was useless. Finding the reason why she was kept alive was pushed to the back of her head as the thought of staying alive now dominated her mind.
She pushed open the door to the classroom, only to realise that someone had slammed it open for her instead. The standard Jujutsu Sorcerer uniform and a tall, white-haired specimen. The opaque shades almost made it difficult for her to perceive his expression— until he started grinning that is.
"YO!" She blinked when the brush started speaking. Her mind went through ten stages of fangirling and then some more, thoughts about meeting Gojo Satoru dominating her mind. However, at that moment, her mind swiftly went from fangirl mode to 'shut your trap you harpy' because she was having a killer headache.
She looked down at found her hand still hovering over the handle of the door.
'Not today Satan.' And slammed the door in the face of the white-haired sweets-loving manchild.
It was for nought, the annoying voice continued to talk her ear off from the other side of the door and she wondered if she should have just bashed his face in instead.
––✩☾︎ Honoured ☽✩––
When Satoru woke up, the day felt excessively special. They were getting a new student! One that he saved nonetheless!
Shoko told them that the girl's name was Aiko— no last name since she was an orphan, Satoru felt annoyed when nothing else was found on the girl. Just her given name that she provided, they were still investigating about her but since there was no news yet Satoru was sure that they did not find anything worrying.
Aiko had quite a bit of cursed energy, he remembered when her cursed energy manifested so suddenly and unrestrained when Shoko was called in to heal her. His six-eyes were giving him a migraine, not to mention the number of curses that popped up around the school barrier. The higher-ups at least realized that she was untrained and probably just a civilian who got 'thrown' into their society. It made them back off from wanting to execute her, those old geezers would probably execute anyone they deem a threat.
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Honoured and the Damned
Fanfic[Gojo Satoru X Original Female Character] Gojo Satoru was the Strongest. It was an irrefutable fact that everyone and their mother acknowledged. He knew that it would be unlikely for anyone else to be as strong as he was. And well, he wasn't wrong...
