I'm dedicating the story to Satoru Gojo. For you, I write not just mere words, but a world where we can never be apart.
Shirazaki awakens in a sterile white room, her body stiff and sore. Opening her eyes, she saw a woman with dark hair with bangs and a kind smile sits beside her. As she laid disoriented and confused. The woman gently nudged her and said "Hey, you're awake. How are you feeling?"
Weakly, Shirazaki uttered "My head...it hurts. Where am I? Who are you?"
"Don't worry, you're safe now. My name is Utahime Iori, and I'm a Jujutsu Sorcerer teacher at Kyoto Jujutsu High. You're also a Jujutsu Sorcerer but it has been reported that you worked underground. We have reports that the very few people who operated with you have died near the place you were rescued from. Do you remember your name?"
Widening her eyes, Shirazaki said "An underground Jujutsu Sorcerer? Rescued? But...I don't remember anything. My name.... Shirazaki Naitoberu. But, how did I get here?"
"You were found unconscious after a fight with a cursed spirit. The doctors did their check-ups and it seemed the battle has caused you lose a large chunk of your memories. But the doctors also said you'll recover with time. It's unfortunate that the few people who knew you couldn't be protected" Utahime comforted her.
With a trembling voice, Shirazaki said "A fight? What kind of fight?"
Utahime, confused, avoiding eye contact uttered "Uhh, in point of fact I have not been properly informed by our principal. You can have a talk with him regarding this but it's best not to dwell on the past right now because it is not healthy for you to push yourself. You're safe here, and we'll help you recover your memories. Actually, there's a good news! Because of your skills, the higher-ups are considering offering you a position as a Jujutsu teacher assistant at Tokyo Jujutsu High. You did really amazing as a sorcerer and in reward, it would be a great way to use your abilities while staying out of harm's way."
Shirazaki, lost in thought murmured "A teacher assistant? But...I don't remember anything! How can I teach others?" "We understand it's a lot to take in. But trust me, you have the skills for this. We'll help you get back on your feet, both physically and mentally" Utahime assured her.
"I just...wish I could remember. What happened to me?", Shirazaki uttered as a tear rolls down her cheek.
Placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, Utahime said "We'll figure that out together. Now, get some rest. You'll need your strength for what's ahead. Now let's get you ready, we are summoned at Tokyo Jujutsu High".
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The Weaver of Fate (A Satoru Gojo Love Story)
FanfictionA Sorcery with a hidden heart Shirazaki Naitoberu is a formidable sorcerer, her skills honed in the crucible of perilous battles. But amidst the chaos and jujutsu, a secret burns brighter than any cursed energy: her love for the legendary Gojo Sator...