𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 | ʳʸᵒᵐᵉⁿ ˢᵘᵏᵘⁿᵃ

01

"(b/n) get your ass down here!" you yell from downstairs.

your brother's faint footsteps can be heard from the hallway upstairs, "what?"

you put your hands on your hips. "don't 'what' me! when I call you, you say 'yes ma'am!"

your little brother walks down the stairs of your household and huffs. "you're such a bitch."

"what did you say?!" you retaliate, keeping your balled up fists where they are before they get a 'mind of their own' and punch him, playfully of course.

he's finally all the way downstairs, as in two thirds down, and grows a small noticeable smirk. "I have an itch."

"whatever. just get your shit, eat, and get outta here." your seventeen year old little brother grumbles and walks to the dinner table and sits down in his usual seat.

you're such a great, loving, and caring big sister.

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"DONT ACCEPT CANDY FROM STRANGERS!" you yell from outside of your car as your favorite co-worker, gojo satoru, giggles at the interaction happening beside him.

your brother's face looks so red he looks like he has a gigantic shoto scar that's constantly looking brighter from embarrassment.

"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU WHORE!"

"FUCKTARD."

"SLUT."

"JACKASS!"

"SLAG!"

"HARLOT!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE I PUT YOU IN DETENTION!" the teacher that's always at the front gate of his highschool who takes attendance to make sure everyone is present points a finger at your brother.

you snorted and he turns to you as well, you're scared because he used to be your old kindergartner and highschool teacher who really hated your guts.

"and you, I see you haven't changed at all." he sneers.

"neither have you, you motherfucker." he rolls his eyes and checks off your brother on the attendance sheet, then waving him and you off as a goodbye. god was he your favorite teacher to piss off.

gojo turns on the radio, starts the engine, and then both of you guys are off to jujutsu tech. man you hate and love working there.

"how's that brat of yours?" you manspread to get comfortable in the sweatpants you're wearing with a baggy shirt. you prefer comfort over fashion anyway.

your arm rests on the arm of the passenger seat. gojo smiles, "good! but he's still so moody!" his arms go up in the air as a way to complain like a child would, and immediately back on the wheel since he almost crashed into a man with a cabbage cart.

some cabbages fell out of the mobile cart, as you both drove away you could hear the older man yell "my cabbages!"

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you both made it to the school for jujutsu sorcerers and walked up the steps with some random kid with a hoodie, jorts, red shoes, and pink hair with his natural hair color below.

the two were talking about a used-to-be human guy and blah blah blah; this is where you spaced out.

"is he really that important?" the kid you now know as Itadori asks your long-time best friend.

"I mean if gojo says he is, then sure." you shrug and stop moving toward the school. you open your mouth to speak until you are cut off by another mouth forming on yuji's face below his eye.

"long time no see, brat." the extra mouth smirks as it's eye squints to match the facial expression it was trying to give off. "I see you're-" he gets cut off by the kid's hand slapping on top of him.

"sorry, he just does that sometimes." he looks at you apologetically with a small smile. you return the smile and turn your gaze to gojo.

"what an amazing body you have." gojo keeps a stern face and a calm atmosphere. his right arm acting as a place for his left arm to prop up on. his left hand's finger tip nearly almost touches his well-kept lips.

The creepy mouth reappears on the outside of the teen's hand, facing satoru and you. "I don't give a damn about any of you. Regardless, you and her will be the first people I kill."

your eyes widen at those words, soften, then you bursted into laughter once the ugly mouth went away. "No way! He seriously thinks he can beat me? Oh.. oh my g-gosh!" you kneel and clutch your stomach with one arm as the other is keeping your balance.

"Um.. is she all right?" The boy scratches the back of his head and stares at the girl, concern starting to bubble up inside of him.

"This is how she normally is when people challenge her. Especially her elders. Her ancestry truly is a mystery; but the one thing we all know too well.." he pauses for the sole purpose of suspense, "is that she's strong. possibly just as strong as him." by 'him' he was referring to ryomen sukuna himself.

The King of Curses.

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A/N: HEYOOOO I JS WANNA SAY THAT IM SO SORRY IF MY GRAMMAR AND OTHER CRAP IS SO BAD 😭 I haven't written in a LONGG time.......

ANYWHO I HONESTLY HOPE YALL ENJOY THIS BOOK AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED MAKING IT🫶🏻‼️