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╰𝓐𝔮𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔲𝔪 ℱ𝔦𝔞𝔰𝔠𝔬 ／ⁱᵗᵃᶠᵘˢʰⁱ

‧₊˚ ❝ DON'T RUN OFF SO CARELESSLY ,, DUMBASS .. ❞
no warnings ,, tw's .. [ slight descriptions ／ mentions ／of blood but nothing major ] ..

╰►𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝚰𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝚰𝐂𝐊𝚰𝐍𝐆
of the clock was nothing but a nuisance to Fushiguro's ears. The male had to push down his annoyance as he sat silently in the chair, awaiting a debriefing on where they'd be heading next. Sat in a chair across from him was another male, one with salmon colored tresses, & a curious nature that could ascend above the heavens. A stupidly curious nature that is. One that still baffled Fushiguro's mind, how someone could be so idiotically curious was beyond him. An impatient sigh escaped his lips, his dark colored gaze flickering to the door and back down to his feet.

"I'm sure Gojo-sensei will be done soon, Fushiguro."

Megumi's gaze flickered upwards, Itadori's bright brown colored eyes were fixated on him. A reassuring smile accompanying the bright eyed look. It seemed that even when he wasn't trying to be read easily, Itadori still managed to see through him. He brushed that oncoming thought off as he went to give his response, but the door opened before he could even let a word spill from his lips.

"Alright! We have our orders! Or well, you have your orders." A bright grin lingered over the facial features of the white haired, masked jujutsu sorcerer. It unsettled Fushiguro everytime, how Gojo smiled so childishly at his age, and for whatever mysterious reason he seemed a little too happy about this. "Will Kugisaki really not be joining us this time? How come she gets a free pass?" The raven haired male pursed his lips as he glanced over at Itadori. The salmon haired teen was pouting, looking like a kicked puppy, but maybe he was more annoyed than upset.

"Don't you worry about her, she's got her own special training for the day."

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Elsewhere, Nobara was being put through the so called special training that Gojo had referred to. Otherwise known as ..

"If you want to get better & go up the ranks, you're gonna have to move faster than that."

The short haired brunette was out of breath, practically stumbling to keep up with Maki Zenin's running pace. The scorching heat of the sun wasn't any assist to her breathing issue either. "Water...s..so...tired..." The dark green haired female adjusted the lenses on her face,  turning her body to face Nobara's weak & strangely sweat drenched form. "Water is for those who put in work, now move it."

"Ugghhhh...starting to regret not going with that white haired idiot.."

"What was that?"

"Nothing Maki, coming!"

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"Alright then, so where are we headed?" The three were currently walking out to the car, Ijichi had been parked, waiting for them at the front gates. Itadori stretched his arms out, trying to release any tension in his muscles. He was pumped, his adrenaline coursing throughout his body, at even the chance to show off his improved fighting style & techniques. And maybe he also wanted to impress a certain other first year as well.