beauty standards? who even cares at this point. everyone ends up looking disastrous once they get older. even the best looking people gain wrinkles. there's no point in looking beautiful. there's no point in anything. unless you find something meani...
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TODAY WAS THE DAY TO PICK UP THE NEW STUDENT.
all waiting by the street. for the fourth first year. but also for gojo. since he's late...again.
"how are there only four first-years? isn't that too few?" yuji asked, eating a popsicle.
"have you ever met anyone else who can see curses?" you remarked, leaning on the fence as you scrolled on your phone.
"ehh..not really," he replied.
"then there's your answer. jujutsu sorcerers are pretty rare."
"by the way, did you say i was the fourth first-year?"
"the last entry was decided just a while ago. you know what the school's like. everyone has unique circumstances," megumi added.
"sorry for the wait!" it was gojo. he waved over to you guys as he made his way. "oh? i see your uniform made it in time," he said.
"yep! it's a perfect fit! thought slightly different from fushiguro's and (surname)'s," yuji responded. "it's got a hood, for one." he added, fiddling with the red hood attached to his uniform.
"that's because uniforms can be customized upon request," gojo informed.
"huh? but i never put in any requests."
"i was the one who put in the custom order."
"whatever, i guess."
"be careful. he has a habit of doing stuff like that," megumi warned.
"yeah. he put a custom request for my uniform too," you added with a slight huff. yes, yours is different. you had longer sleeves than megumi, which you were thankful for. and pants! because you didn't think a skirt would be reliable to wear in battle. especially a short one or a long one. a long one gets in the way and a short one...someone could see something they're not meant to. bonus! yours had pockets! and extra bonus, you also had a hood in (fav. color). it was the only thing gojo did right so far.
"more importantly, why are we meeting up in harajuku?" megumi asked, moving his gaze to his mentor.
"because it's what she asked for," gojo answered.
"whoa! they have popcorn, (surname)! let's go!" yuji squealed. already dragging you by the wrist into and through the crowd. you hated crowds. but at least you wouldn't get lost in them.
