{ Megumi Fushiguro x Female Reader }
Y/N, the only adopted daughter of Satoru Gojo, finds herself and her strength in the world of Jujutsu where the same monsters that killed 3 people in her home reside.
Being thrown into a society of supernatural...
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Acrobatic movements are not your forte. You prefer moves that are flexible but don't contort your insides. Having to evade hidden cameras wasn't as easy as you hoped. Yes, warping was advantageous, but speed and agility are still at play.
You have already taken down three guards in record time, concealing them away from security cams. Now all you need is a burly man who seems to take his job very seriously.
His head swivels in every direction, not letting anything out of his sight, photographing every glance in his memory in case something is amiss.
He clearly knows to stay in the eyes of whoever watches the cameras, never leaning into a shadow.
So he's troublesome, to say the least.
You peer out from a corner, a sharp but short whistle shooting from your mouth.
His head shoots towards your direction but his feet stay planted in place. You hide before he can spot you, warping in front of him but coincidentally his larger body hides your frame.
He faces forward again.
Your hand clamps over his mouth, bruising his cheeks.
"Shhhhh." You graze your pointer finger to your lips before activating Galactic Art: No oxygen, holding your breath.
His eyes begin to roll backward and once he seems lightheaded enough you walk him to a dark space, away from the camera.
Your fist meets his solar plexus. Knocking him clean from his feet. Setting him down gently you tie him to a column within the parking lot.
Time to meet Megumi and Panda at the top...
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Megumi's hair flows with the wind like how candlelight dances with the slightest disturbance. Perhaps the disturbance in his heart is what keeps him distracted enough to not notice your arrival to the rooftop.
