𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔪𝔫𝔢𝔡.

Christmas Kids

When you and Naoya were walking to the entrance, the silent part was a bit of a lie. He gave you the directions to a bullet train that would take you to the outskirts of the city (since he knows you've never left the estate in your life) where you'd have to walk up a mountain. Someone at the school already knows you're coming. How, you don't know, but you'd have to trust what Naoya told you and go with that person who knows you're coming.

The walk to the bullet train was a bit chilling, and not just from the air. There were a few lingering people who gave you weird stares as you passed by them, though you paid no mind to them. They were probably wondering what some 15 year old girl was doing out on the streets alone at 4 in the morning. During your walk, you were coming up with something to say to the principal for when you get there. It wasn't as hard as you thought it would be. Saying that you're going to Tokyo Jujutsu High School because you want to spend your life as an actual person, not just some servant who works around the estate at their lord's request, to feel an adrenaline rush in the heat of battle, to have other relationships besides a master-servant one would be a good enough reason, right?

No one was on the bullet train when it came to the stop that you were sitting at. You figured no one would be on, as it was 4 in the morning. You sat in silence the entire ride to the outskirts, thinking about what else you might say when you get to the principal while the faint music was playing over the radio.

When you got off, which was after about a 45 minute ride, you didn't bother to look out the window to see if anyone was there. You simply grabbed your bag and got off the train, stepping out onto the narrow sidewalk which led to some dirt trail that went all the way up the mountain.

You shot your eyebrows up, looking up at the giant mountain. The sky was dark blue, which meant the sun would be coming up in a little bit, and you were standing at the foot of some mountain when some guy with white hair came down from the side.

"Are you Y/n?" The man asked, getting your attention as you turned to face him. He had a smirk on his face, one that looked similar to Naoya's, and it pissed you off. That guy's first impression was already ruined and he only said three words.

"I am," You answer bluntly as you watch the man get closer and closer. His smirk turned into a wide grin as he held up his arm, "Nice! I'm Gojo Satoru!"

You crooked your brow as you narrowed your eyes; so this is Gojo Satoru. Tall, lanky, and weird. You didn't shake his hand, but you kept standing there, watching him carefully. After a moment of awkward silence, he let his arm fall and cringed.

"I didn't think we'd be getting anymore students this far into the year," Gojo commented as you and him started up the mountain. When he noticed that you were going a different direction, he stopped, turned to face you and watched you go the longer way, then chuckled to himself. "We're going this way, it's a shortcut." He nudged his head in the other direction as you looked at him. Your eyes shifted from the dirt trail to some stairs that started on the side of the mountain that you apparently didn't notice.

"So, I hear you're from the Zenin clan, huh?" He asks, tilting his head closer to you and starting conversation again, which you thought was too early for it considering it was almost 5. Still, you nod your head in response, "I came from the estate, but I'm from another clan."

"I see, another student of mine is from the Zenin clan," He continued with a grin. Your eyebrows shoot up again as you turn to face him; could he possibly be talking about Maki?

"Though she never mentioned you..." He glanced at you through his sunglasses that you thought were ridiculous since the sun wasn't even out. Your eyes lowered as your mood began to dim, Maki never talked about you? Not even once? Does she even remember you?