Nobody's POV:
Two months ago...
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"Hey, no fair! It was my turn to sit on Sensei's chair!"
"Haha! You're too slow, Kugisaki!"
"Would you two be quiet, I'm trying to focus on my work."
"Boohoo, get a load of Einstein stuck over here doing his stupid math problems. Couldn't be us, right Itadori?"
"Oh yes, we're too smart for our own good... actually, no, I'm pretty dumb."
Yuji shook his head with a pout that slowly settled into a comedic smile, eliciting a snicker from Nobara as she looked over Megumi's desk and squinted, saying, "I can't understand half of the stuff that's on that paper. Who even made Algebra a part of sorcery anyway? Could you imagine stopping in the middle of a fight for your life to calculate the area of the domain you get caught in? Sounds nonsensical, no?"
Megumi annoyedly looked up at the girl that was breathing down his neck. She had her eyebrow raised, so he sighed and returned to his math problem, mumbling, "Not nonsensical. It could be something you have to do one day."
"Hell no!" Nobara shouted in fervent disagreement, the latter furrowing his eyebrows in annoyance. "Imagine dying because you flunked math class and get stuck on a step? Honestly, a sad and idiotic way to go out. Come look at this, Itadori."
Yuji stood up, curious about this apparently 'stupid' math problem Gojo had given Fushiguro to solve. However, as soon as he raised up to his feet...
"HAHA! LOSER!" Kugisaki, somehow faster than the speed of sound, ended up in Gojo's expensive chair and spun around before steadying herself, pumping her fists up in victory. With a sly upturn of her lips and a prideful shut of her eyes, she faced Itadori and announced, "There's a difference between being clever and being smart. I associate more with the first one!"
Yuji sadly hung his head, slumping the rest of his body over the desk next to Fushiguro and exhaling in defeat. "I guess I associate with neither."
Megumi, although trying his damndest to retain a look of reservedness masked over his face, couldn't help the small smile that crawled its way onto his lips.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the three of them were insanely diverse in their own ways, however, it pooled into one giant pot that mixed together harmoniously. Their little group was quirky, yet, it just... worked. Now, throw Gojo in that churning pot of personalities and you get chaotic bubbles that nearly boil into an explosion.
To put it frankly, their dynamic was unmatched and the next couple of months would let it flourish even more...
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Same day – Friday
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12:00 PM
Fushiguro sat there slack-jawed, unsure of whether this was some kind of sick joke or whether he had unknowingly fallen asleep and was in the midst of a dream highlighting his own desires.
He was at an utter loss of everything.
"That's all you have to say? Guess I have a some time left?" Nobara questioned Yuji as she tapped her foot repeatedly on the grass with a gigantic scowl on her face. She vexedly turned her body towards a silent Megumi and pointed at him with a trembly finger. "Apologize you buffoon! Grovel at his feet and beg if you have to! Do something!!"
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A Dead Man's Return
FanfictionA dead man returns to the living after his untimely death at the hands of a millennium old sorcerer. - One was trying his best to move past. - The other couldn't seem to get him out of her mind. - He was dead, nothing could change that fact. They wo...
