A sigh of God

Chapter 1 - Reunion

"Didn't know you could do that" Yaga remarks when Gojo walks into the room on time.

"You know I choose to be late, right? It's fashion" Gojo teases, falling onto the coach and putting his expensive boots on the table.

"Anyway," Yaga ignores, "There are few locations I need you to check involving Sukuna's fingers." He hands the tall sorcerer a pile of papers, "This information comes from the HQ, so I believe it is more accurate."

"Yeah yeah, that's what you said last time and had me go all the way to Goshogawara" - Yaga glared at the rude sorcerer.

"You know it requires a special class, and right now you are the only one available."

Gojo pushes his hand over the backrest, letting an irritated pout.

"That's so fucking sad. The level of the sorcerers has dropped dramatically." Gojo whines, "There's no fun anymore"

"Keep in mind that the reason for that is the low curse profile lately. Times are more... peaceful, so the low cursed energy is in balance with our student's powers."

"That's a horrible explanation" Gojo waves his hand in disapproval, "You should give me the students. I'll show them how to get to their full extent. The weak traditions that the higher-ups are following are sad. Trying to keep their level low so that the curses won't grow is pointless." The male says, adjusting his glasses.

Yaga hums, and then brings both his palms together, resting his elbows on his knees.

"We may disagree on things, but I do want to bring the students to their greatest potential. That's what this place is meant for. Education." Yaga exclaims proudly, making Gojo roll his eyes.

"I'll give you the first years officially"

Gojo's eyes lit up at that invitation. He teleported right into Iriei's office to tell her the big news.

You were sitting on the medical examination table, playing with the hem of your dress when the white-haired sorcerer appeared out of the blue.

Your little shriek makes Gojo chuckle, hands pressed against your chest as you try to calm your racing heartbeat.

The moment your eyes met his, in that instant, Gojo's mouth dropped open. Memories of your teenage years flooded back with an overwhelming intensity.

When recognizing the tall figure you smiled shyly, face flushed in a second.

"Y/n?" He's the first to talk, a too-bright grin on his face, "To what do we owe the honor?"

"I've been working with Ieiri san lately" You felt your heart fluttering nervously in your chest. Time did good to the tall and handsome sorcerer.

I can't believe she didn't tell me Gojo was disappointed but his wide smile remained.

After all those years, you haven't changed one bit. You are the same shy cutie Gojo remembered you are.

"How so?" Gojo leans back against the doorframe.

"Well..." eyes flickering nervously to the ground, "I've found out I can use my reversed technique on others lately, so I came to work with Ieiri san to get better,"

His eyes widened with astonishment behind the dark sunglasses, grin grew only wider.

"Really?" He couldn't hide his surprise behind his tone, "That's nice. So you'll be around more often?"

What a great day to be alive.

"I'm surprised you remembered me" Your words came out in a soft, hesitant whisper.