The sunlight peeked through the curtains of the room, as you felt your eyes flutter open, glancing around. You slowly sat up, feeling a sharp pain causing you to groan. Before you could speak, Gojo barged into the room, a bagel in his mouth. "OH MY GOODNESS YOU'RE AWA-"
"Gojo Sensei stop yelling. Call Shoko Sensei, will you?" Megumi sighed brushing past him as he walked over to your bed. "Y/n Sensei how are you feeling?" Megumi asked, his gaze slightly softening.
You were in a bit of a daze as you answered. "I feel a bit light headed.. What happened? How long was I out for?"
"Two days." Megumi replied, as Shoko entered the room, Gojo following.
"Glad to see you're awake Y/n. Stay still so I can run a few tests." Shoko said as she started washing her hands and putting on gloves.
She ran a series of tests and concluded with a smile. "You're perfectly healthy. But your wound is still healing. So don't move around too much." Shoko added, as Gojo gave a puzzled glance.
"Huh? Why not just use reverse cursed technique?" Gojo questioned, as you also casted your gaze to Shoko.
"Whatever penetrated her skin and gave her those injuries aren't allowing her wounds to be healed by the means of cursed techniques." Shoko said as her gaze met yours.
"You know," you say as you pushed the covers aside and stood up. "That curse. Its technique perfectly countered mine. Almost as if Satoru wasn't there I would've died. Because not only was it perfectly countering my cursed techniques, but it was also draining my cursed energy."
"So, you think it was planned?" Gojo added, taking the words out of your head.
"I do. You know what that means, right? This is a bit of a stretch but that same person who killed my family back then, is very much still alive out there and their trying to kill me. Even after all these years." You sighed. "But we don't even have a clue as to who it is. Unfortunate we never found out who those footprints belonged to a few years back."
"Oh yeah Y/n. While you were out you got a letter from home." Shoko added, as she went through her bag and pulled out a white envelope, with your credentials on it. The envelope was sealed with your clan symbol.
"A letter from my clan?" You say, taking it from her hands as you opened it. Turns out word had spread really fast about you being injured and the attack being 'planned.' Your uncle had written the letter, requesting you to visit home so he could check up on you. "So, the invitation's set for tomorrow. I'll go." You say as you finished reading the letter as you tucked it into your pocket.
