Cursed Bloodlines: Y/N's Legacy [ Season 1 ]

Episode XIX: The Yasohachi Case

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Jujutsu High School Dormitory, Room 304

Dear Diary,

Today was an unforgettable birthday celebration! Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi made it a day to remember. We shopped till we dropped, laughed until our sides hurt, and – miraculously – no cursed spirits tried to ruin the party!

As I sit in my cozy dorm room, surrounded by the familiar comforts of Jujutsu High, I reflect on my journey. Darkness once consumed me, threatening to destroy everything. Depression's crushing weight nearly broke me, but I refused to give in.

Now, I'm rising from the ashes. As the second-strongest soccer player in this era and the God of Death in history books, I'm reclaiming my rightful place. My cursed energy will fuel my growth, and I'll become stronger alongside my friends.

Yuji's love and my friends' unwavering support have illuminated a brighter path. Nobara's antics and Megumi's quiet strength remind me that life is worth cherishing.

I'll protect Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi with every fiber of my being. The old Y/N, the chaotic force to be reckoned with, is back!

Time for bed. Today's shopping spree has left me drained, but my heart overflows with hope. Tomorrow, a new chapter begins.

Until next time,

Y/N

[Diary closes with a soft creak, the dim dorm room light casting shadows on the walls]

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As I drifted off to sleep, a gentle knock on the door broke the silence, shattering the stillness of the night. "Come in," I called out, curiosity piquing my interest. The door creaked open, and Yuji slipped inside, a soft smile illuminating his face. His eyes sparkled in the dim light, and my heart skipped a beat. "Hey, birthday girl. I wanted to check on you," he said, his voice low and soothing.

I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, feeling a flutter in my chest. "What are you doing here?" Yuji chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I couldn't sleep. Thought I'd keep you company." As he approached, his gaze fell upon my diary, still open on my lap. His curiosity got the better of him, and he asked, "What's that?" I hesitated, unsure if I should share my innermost thoughts with him.

But something about Yuji's gentle eyes put me at ease. "It's my diary," I confessed. "I write my thoughts, feelings... everything." Yuji's interest piqued, and he asked, "What do you usually write about?" I shrugged, feeling vulnerable yet open. "Sad moments, happy moments... anything significant. The sad ones remind me I'm not alone, and the happy ones are memories to cherish. It helps me process my emotions and overcome tough times." Yuji's expression softened, his eyes filled with empathy.

"You don't have to face those moments alone, Y/N," he whispered, his voice filled with conviction. "I'm here for you, just like your diary." My heart swelled, and without thinking, I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. "Thank you, Yuji. That means everything to me." Yuji's arms enveloped me, holding me close, his warmth seeping into my soul.