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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The large crowd gaped at you once Sukuna's domain fell apart and revealed mahoraga's split body that was turning into dust and your figure that was crimson red. Not even a hint of the colour of your clothes due to how much blood was gushing out of you and was on you
"What the hell happened in there?" Shoko mutters, eyes wide by how you looked
"Youre crazy, that was brutal" sukuna snickered as you wiped away some of the blood on your face. Granting you a normal vision against instead of a heavy red tint "well, you saw didn't you? Mahoraga had nothing to adapt to, so he was really weak" you stuck your tongue out in disgust as the metallic liquid overfilled your sense of taste
"Come on now" you made a 'come here's motion with your hands as you walked closer to sukuna, grabbing your nodachi's as you did so since they were in your way "I really want to get this over with, I'm bored already" you complained "and you still haven't even figured out who I am"
"Cleave" he grins but before his cursed technique could go through, he gets chomped on again. You clapped your hands "good job! This is the longest you've held up- dum!!" You praised "don't swallow him, he'll kill you if you do"
Gojo watched as you made dum throw up sukuna and the two of you immediately started to fight again. It didn't show but his heart twisted with guilt as he watched your body get abused-punched, bruised, sliced, kicked... all of that sorts and yet you didn't even react. To everyone it would be a sign of strength and durability but he knew better
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"I don't want you to die" gojo admits truthfully as he sat beside you, back at the patio of the building "you should know better than anyone to not meddle your personal opinions and feelings when it comes to work, satoru"
He bit onto his bottom lip "why are you so careless of your life? You're throwing it away by fighting sukuna if I lose, do you understand that? Are you aware that your death is almost guaranteed- y/n, you still have time. You can run away- I- I'll cover everything up for you! You can go to the countryside and hide away there"
"I can't run away, satoru. And even if I could, there's no way in hell that I'm letting you dump so much more responsibility onto your shoulders" you sighed "I'm sure you already know this but, it's not a sin to say no" Gojo's eyes widened and he looks at you
