Saved by your destiny [Satoru Gojo FanFic]

07

Right now, I was lying in my bed. I was drowning in thoughts, unable to forget what had happened yesterday. The disaster from yesterday.

My emotions were all over the place. I couldn't pinpoint what I was feeling. Was I angry, sad, or happy? I just didn't know what the feeling in my chest was.
Why did that jerk care about what I was doing? Why did he care about me? Why do I care about HIM? No matter what I try I can't forget him and his blue eyes.
I let out a loud sigh and grabbed the pillow next to me, placing it over my face.

'What a life,' I thought to myself as I stood up from my bed and headed towards the shower.

I stripped off my clothes and glanced at myself in the mirror. I felt disgusted towards myself, not because I was insecure, I knew for a fact that I was pretty attractive but because I despised my life and how things had turned out. I slowly brushed my hair.

Rolling my eyes, I stepped into the shower and let the cold water flow over my body. Piece by piece, my hair got wet until it was completely soaked in the frigid water.

After drying myself off with a large towel, I walked back into my room, wrapped in a towel. I checked my phone to see if I had any messages, but there was nothing new, what do I expect?
I grabbed my pajamas and leaped into bed, my favorite place in the world.

My eyes landed on the mini shelf next to my bed, where a bracelet was resting. It was the bracelet given to me by the people who had raised me, though technically not my biological parents.

I looked down at myself. Clenching my fists. They never told me that they were not my actual parents. And when I found out they were dead. I was twelve years old when I came home from school happy and excited to show my good grades to my ‚parents' but instead, I saw two corpses lying in the living room, blood-soaked all over the floor. I didn't say anything, I was just standing still staring at the two human beings who raised me bathing in their red blood. Tears slowly started streaming down my baby soft cheeks continuing with screams while I fell on my knees. My screams made the neighbors come up to check what was going on, but the view didn't make them stand still either, screams following from their side until the police finally came and took me with them.
After that, I grew up in an orphanage.
They left me alone. They died because they were weak. They're humans. I'm not. That's why I despise humans they're annoying and weak. But actually, after they died I didn't care. I mean they weren't my real parents, so why would I? And not to forget, I've found out they were killed by a curse, I'm a half curse so I shouldn't care. But what made me sad was that I was alone since then.

I'm a half-human who was raised by fully human parents. I'm not even sure if I could say they raised me, considering they died when I was twelve.

No matter what, I hate them, just like I despise every other human being.

I looked at my fists, which were soaked by my tears.

I suddenly stopped in my tracks when I heard a knock on my door.

'Fuck,' I thought. Who would come here at such a late time?

My stomach started to knot itself, and panic rushed over me.

My hands immediately brushed away the wetness from my cheeks.

The knocking continued, this time more aggressive.

I rushed over to the door, placing my hand on the doorknob. 'Should I open it?' I thought. I have no nerve right now to get into a conversation with someone.

I didn't wait twice when the door knocked again, my hand opening the door aggressively.

"What?!" I hissed, annoyed. But my annoyance didn't last long when I saw who it was.