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𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘- 𝑩𝒂𝒛𝒛𝒊
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(Y/N) wandered aimlessly, the world around her an unfamiliar blur of towering trees and distant city lights. The air was thick with a strange energy, something she had never felt before. Confusion and fear gripped her as she tried to piece together how she had ended up in this strange place. The last thing she remembered was her desperate wish for escape, but now... was she dreaming?

The forest around her was dense and eerie, and the path ahead was barely visible in the dim light of the setting sun. As she walked, the unsettling feeling grew stronger, an oppressive weight pressing down on her chest. The shadows seemed to stretch and twist, moving in ways that made a chill run down her spine as she quickened her pace, but the strange, crawling sensation didn't fade.

Suddenly, a low, guttural growl echoed through the trees, freezing her in her tracks. She spun around, her breath catching in her throat as she spotted something emerging from the darkness—a grotesque, nightmarish figure with twisted limbs and gaping, soulless eyes. It was unlike anything she had ever seen, yet horrifyingly familiar.

Her blood ran cold as she realized what it was: a curse. Just like the ones she had seen in the Jujutsu Kaisen anime. But this... this was real. Too real for her liking.

The curse moved towards her, its sharp nails aimed at its target. (Y/N) staggered back, her mind racing with fear and disbelief. How was this possible? How could something from a fictional world be here, threatening her life?

She stumbled, nearly losing her footing, as the curse lunged at her with a sickening speed. She screamed, her voice echoing through the empty forest, but there was no one to hear her. Panic seized her as she realized there was no escape, no way to fight back. She was utterly defenseless.

Just as the curse's claws were about to reach her, a blur of movement appeared in front of her. In an instant, the monstrous creature was blasted back with a force so powerful that it disintegrated on impact, leaving nothing but a dark stain on the ground.

(Y/N) fell to her knees, gasping for breath, her body trembling uncontrollably. She looked up, her vision blurred by tears and shock, and saw a tall figure standing where the curse had been. He was casually dressed, his white hair gleaming under the fading light, and a pair of sunglasses perched on his nose.

It took her a moment to process what she was seeing. The man standing before her was someone she knew all too well—Gojo Satoru. Her heart skipped a beat, a mix of disbelief and awe washing over her. This wasn't possible. He was just a character in a show... wasn't he?

Gojo turned to face her, a curious smile playing on his lips. "Well, that was close," he remarked casually, as if saving people from curses was just another day in the office for him. Though it technically was, but that was not something (Y/n) had time to think about right now. "Are you alright?"

(Y/N) stared at him, her mind struggling to catch up with the reality of the situation. Gojo Satoru, one of her favourite character from the anime, was standing right in front of her. Alive. Real. Just as real as she was. How was this even happening?

She could barely find her voice as she nodded shakily, still too stunned to speak. Her mind raced with a thousand questions, but all she could focus on was the man before her.

Gojo's smile widened as he observed her, his sharp eyes noticing every detail. "You saw that curse, didn't you?" he asked, his tone light but laced with curiosity. "Most people wouldn't be able to, unless they had some level of cursed energy."

(Y/N) managed to nod again, her thoughts a chaotic jumble. "I... I think so," she finally whispered, her voice trembling. "But it's not just that... I've seen things like that before... in a... show. This shouldn't be real." She wasn't sure of the things she was saying as what was happening in front of her and around her was enough to knock out her senses real hard.

Gojo raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A show, huh? Interesting." He took a step closer, his gaze narrowing slightly as he examined her. "Your energy... it's different from what I'm used to. Not exactly cursed energy, but it's something. Something unique."

(Y/N) felt her heart pound in her chest as he studied her. His presence was overwhelming, not just because of who he was, but because his sudden appearance was baffling. She had admired him from afar, as a character in a story, but now, faced with the real Gojo Satoru, she was both terrified and fascinated.

The forest around them was growing darker, the shadows lengthening as night approached. She could feel the adrenaline from the encounter with the curse slowly draining away, leaving her exhausted and overwhelmed.

Gojo, observing her closely, noted the confusion and fear etched across her face. She looked out of place, not just in the literal sense but in a deeper, more unsettling way. There was something about her that didn't quite fit, like a puzzle piece from an entirely different puzzle. He didn't want to jump to conclusions, but his instincts told him that she didn't belong here—at least not in the way most people did.

"You don't have anywhere to go, do you?" he asked. (Y/n) blinked, surprised by his perceptiveness. She shook her head slowly. And it was the truth. She didn't even know where she was, let alone where she could find shelter.

Gojo nodded to himself, confirming his suspicions. There was something about her that drew him in, something that made him want to help. It wasn't just her apparent vulnerability; there was something more to it. And despite his usual carefree attitude, he felt a pull to ensure she was safe.

"Well," he said with a lightness, his usual demeanour returning, that belied the seriousness of the situation, "it's getting late, and this isn't exactly the safest place to wander around after dark. How about you come with me to Jujutsu Tech for the night? It's a school nearby, and I can make sure you have a place to stay."

(Y/N) looked at him, her eyes wide with a mix of hope and uncertainty. At this point she couldn't even question it anymore. Everything she witnesses and was witnessing currently was happening in real. "Are you sure? I don't want to be a burden..."

Gojo waved off her concern with a dismissive gesture. "Don't worry about it. We've got plenty of room, and besides, I wouldn't feel right leaving you out here alone." His tone was still casual, but there was an undercurrent of sincerity that she noticed.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded, grateful for his offer. "Thank you... I really appreciate it."

Gojo grinned, his usual playful antics returning. "No problem. Consider it a special Gojo Satoru hospitality offer—limited time only, of course."

Despite everything, (Y/N) couldn't help but smile at his joke. There was something about his presence that was undeniably reassuring, even in the midst of all the chaos. She still couldn't fully grasp the reality of the situation, but for now, she was relieved to have someone like Gojo looking out for her.

"Come on," Gojo said, walking towards where the school would be located while (Y/n) followed him slowly.

As they walked together through the forest, the night air cooling around them, (Y/N) felt a strange mix of emotions. Fear, uncertainty, and disbelief all swirled within her, but there was also a small spark of hope. Whatever had happened to bring her here, at least she wasn't alone anymore.

Gojo glanced at her as they walked, his mind still turning over the mystery she presented. There was something unusual about her, something that went beyond the surface. He didn't know what it was yet, but he was determined to find out. And until then, he'd see what to do with her. He had to inform principal Yaga about her too. Moreover what the hell did she mean by 'seeing curses in a show'?

"Let's get you settled in," he said as the lights of Jujutsu Tech came into view ahead. "You've had a long day, and I have a feeling tomorrow's going to be even more interesting."

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