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Wednesday: 09:12

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Wednesday: 09:12

I watch as a girl in a Jujutsu uniform yells at a man who is supposedly scouting models, the man wailing out in terror. "This is real embarrassing." Itadori states as he shrinks down slightly. I glance over at the boy who is holding multiple souvenirs such as popcorn and a strawberry and cream dessert while wearing a goofy pair of sunglasses that spelt out 'ROOK'.

"Tch. Yeah so are you." Fushiguro says with a glare, I slap my hand over my mouth to stifle my laugh and look to Gojo who is yelling out to the girl, waving his arms around like a mad-man. Multiple women talking about his 'good looks' as they walk past us.

The girl across the road releases the man who sprints away immediately and approaches us, I quickly sense the bold and confident energy that she emits and greet her with a smile. She stops in front of the three of us with a sharp, analysing glare. Itadori shrivels up under her intense stare and Fushiguro continues to act nonchalant. I stand taller and meet her glare.

"Nobara Kugisaki." She introduces as she sticks her hand out to me, I grasp her hand and shake it. "(L/N), (Y/N)" I say, returning the introduction. "This is what we have to work with?" She asks, venom and judgement lacing her tone as she glares at the intimidated Itadori and blank-faced Fushiguro. "Itadori is pretty sweet and you get used to Megs after time" I tell her and watch as Fushiguro grows irritated, an ick mark appearing on his face.

"GREAT!" Gojo intervenes with a clap of his hands, "Now that you're all aquatinted I can reveal where we will be going next" he exclaims before getting all jittery, "We are going toooo... TOKYO!" he says as Itadori and Nobara fawn, praising him while arguing over geography. I stand next to Fushiguro as he scrolls on his phone, uninterested in Gojo's gimmicks.

After a couple of minutes Gojo drags both Fushiguro and I over to a group of lockers so Nobara can store her items. Itadori and Nobara jump up and down, skipping and swinging their arms wildly as we walk to wherever our next location may be, knowing Gojo it definitely wont be Roppingi as he previously promised.

- - - - -

"YOU TRICKED US" Nobara and Itadori wail, clutching onto Gojo's arms with looks of utter betrayal painting their features. We all stand out the front of an abandoned building, located next to a graveyard. I sit down next to Fushiguro on the curb, not caring for their conversation too much as he sits on his phone.

I look around at our surroundings and the multiple homes in this area before turning my head back to Gojo, noticing both Nobara and Itadori had already left. Gojo comes and sits with us and Fushiguro whines about how he cant fight.

"You're such a baby" I scold as I punch his arm, he recoils with a scowl and I laugh before he pulls my hair harshly. "OW YOU BITCH" I yell as he snickers, turning back to his phone, my continuing yells falling on deaf ears.

Yuji POV:

I watch from the floor as Nobara walks up the stairs, she previously kicked me, forcing me to the ground. "You're an out of control roller coaster of emotions today!" I exclaim as she walks out of my line of vision. "THIS IS WHY GIRLS DONT LIKE YOU!" She yells in return. I huff and place my palms to the cold cement floor as I push myself up to stand. "HOW DO YOU KNOW THEY DONT LIKE ME HUH??" I yell back. "Are you even popular enough to talk?... bitch." I say as I mumble the last part under my breath.

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