When the first meeting satoru Gojo has with a woman known for her strength and calmness even in the most stressful situations. Who's known to be professional with her duties as a jujutsu sorcerer and always has a stoic face..
"Why are you crying?"
"...
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"What happened up there?" Gojo asked, glancing at yuta who sat closely beside you as you watched the golden sky with the boy. He and yuta made eye contact and it was as if he were telling the boy to leave them alone by closing his eyes and nodding before opening them again
Gojo noticed that you had created a larger distance between the two of you, he hadn't sat down that far away from you and now- he was at least four feet away from you. You stayed silent, not wanting to answer "you'll have to tell me someday, you know? Even when I know how it is.. I can't really help getting worried, specially' when you always looked so drained"
"I've emotionally disconnected myself from everyone" you tell him, aware of what your body is doing on its own. Like your mind was running on reflexes. He sighs "I've noticed that, I can't blame you. If I was in your situation I would do the same. Lets strike a deal" he proposed
"Tell me at least one thing that happened and I'll do anything you want" you hummed, thinking for some time before answering. What could you even tell him? It had to satisfy him enough that he would leave the topic alone but it also had to not reveal much of what happened
Should you tell him that you killed everyone? No, he wouldn't be satisfied with that. He knew that you had to kill many people to come back "can you differentiate scars?" You asked "I mean, I'm not a professional but I can tell the basics" you turned to him and showed him your forearms "can you tell what type of scars these are?" You asked
Gojo stared at the crescent shapes imbedded into your skin, the scratch marks that seemed to still be in the healing process "is that enough for you?" He nods "yeah, that... that's all you need to tell me" you brought your forearms back to your lap before turning and facing forwards again
"When you fight sukuna, you need to step out as soon as you feel as if you're about to die. I don't care if you say you're gonna win, I don't care if you trust yourself enough to get through the feelings of approaching death you get- as soon as your gut tells you to leave. You do that" he blinked a few times "and after that, who's gonna take my place?" He asked
"Who in this world is strong enough to defeat sukuna if not me?" You replied shortly after that "me" gojo scoffs "youre joking, right? You fighting sukuna is suicide" "maybe" you countered
"But I think I wouldn't mind dying if the negative emotions of everyone will come with me as well" Gojo's eyes widened "what are you trying to say y/n?" He asked,
"I've lost my will to live" you closed your eyes "and there's nothing that can change that, it's too late for me to get help"
"What about your dream?- your dream to become a mother?? To have a family?" He tried to knock some sense into you but you were like a rock wall. You showed no sign of letting him in again, of at least trying and asking him for help... it was never too late
