𝒲ဝｍ𝘣-ꓚ੦𝙘ჿᴑ𝘯ｉռ𝔤 ℰ𝒎𝗼𝑡ⅈ𝕠𝖓𝖘 (JJK X Male Reader)

Causing any Sorrow

[3rd Person POV]

Remembering, looking around from being alone for a while now. Abondended but not entirely, holding a ice cream cone in her hands. Feeling density from the creamy icey treat drip down her hands, melting to liquid.

Kori couldn't understand what lead to this moment in time, ealier she walked in a crime scenery, killed humanoid corpse transformed from humans, relationship with Y/N destroyed.

Loosely letting her cone fall, splattering the pavement and her shoes. Ignoring laughter coming from the children, her eyes seemingly wide as a clown's attention to be silly. She wasn't trying to on purpose, only now wants to really dig into childhood days. School felt nice, taking notes, gossiping about people, or bringing magazines of different genres.

Daydreaming lead to where she least expected to come back.

Walking, almost tip toeing not bring attention to any old faces as she approaches the fence of her old school, everything seemed normal. Curses crawled the place but seemingly were all in check by some type of paper Megumi and Gojo applied when they come back in checking for any more danger. Happy face, they caught sight of her pink flowing hair in the air.

Luckily it was only a teacher saying "hi", wishing her best of luck in her new school. Leaving as soon as they came face to face.

"Is that what they told them?" Thought Kori, scratching her head.

Now she craved attention from her old friends, scanning for them causing security to kick off the premises by her "stalker-ish look."

Her back was again turned to the convient store where she told "to stay put and not leave. He's cash to buy a snack or something."

Adjusting his glasses onto his nose as they slipped only a little, blonde haired man left to go but gave one last glance at her.

It left effective trauma, almost as she was abandon here. Imagery of father or mother, all was a haze as passing cars and bikes. Catching only a glimpse of their color but not the seeing throughly into the windows to see who drove, becoming scared now as when she started to see people that someone among the crowd was a curse or a face of familiarity.

Pale face coming to view, shades of gray cannot hide his state of agony, coming from the side was Y/N. A place so big but being a small little pickle town, mistakes come together in forming of a gaint massacre. Kori hid behind a trash can ducking low as for his gaze to catch her, focus her sight onto his shoes afried he felt pressure of being stalked.

Sliding doors opened, walking in, seeing through the large windows to see what he may buy. Smiling softly but it became duller as her face came to pout and frown before feeling refreshed of a hand coming to hit her hard. Holding her side of burning flesh, swollen only a little but the mark still on her skin as a symbol.

"Who hit you?" Asking casually Gojo, sipping a can of soda.

Pathetic little boy had embers of anger, enough to hurt her like that? Harshly swallowing her response. Gojo tries to pry, getting personally close to her face seeing anything that may be weak. A soft spot.

Sighing, "Y/N is worried, y-" seeing a change of breath, she flinched. Gojo grabs her arms, can drops besides them. Lips trembling before Gojo asks "Did he hit you?"

"No, I did-did it-i my-mys-myself," smiling to assure. Dropping Gojo's hand that grabbed her shoulder almost as she tried to peel them.

Turning away to walk from the mess of spilled soda and lying student.

Urging herself to shut the past out, biting deeply into her tongue. Eyeing him carefully, his hands looked at something not his eyes, HANDS! Huffing, choking on her breath little by little, seeing Y/N grabs pills. . .filthy pills perfectly seeing them in Health Class before.