➢ ❝ 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒓-𝒖𝒑𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏. ❞
↳Everyone has heard of jujutsu sorcerers and their unique abilities and powers. But the story was about to change whe...
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Chapter three: Can't Stop It
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"Rejection doesn't mean that you are not good. It means that the other person failed to notice that you are good enough."
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Ryomen Sakuna
The white-haired girl, liked the sunny days in Sendai. The nature, which was mixed with the buzzing city, was full of live, the flowers were blooming, the birds were chirping loudly, making a wonderful music, that echoed in the open space. There were butterflies dancing around the air and bees, that were collecting flower dust from the flowers. The clouds were rolling on the blue sky like a floating cotton candy, making shade from the blazing hot sun, but it also has a disadvantage, after all the heat wasn't her best friend. The big ball of light was focusing its rays so strongly on the planet, that Alyona thought she could fry some eggs on the pavement, feeling the hot surface under her feet burn them as she walked. She had to discuss the idea with Yuuji, after all, they were the crazy duo, who did crazy things all the time.
Alyona was walking peacefully to her best friend's house,so they could walk to school, together which they did everyday. She had one of her headphones in her ear, while the other one was hanging, so she could hear Blaze if he wanted something from her. Of course they talked about a lot of things especially the part where he was complaining about his form, but they had to do it quitely, because if someone showed they would think she was crazy, by talking to herself. She was glad that he didn't live far, it was only a ten minutes walk to his house.
The music from her headphones slowly started to fade away, making room for that specific voice, giving her chills down the spine, despite the warm atmosphere. She focused her mind on the crimson-eyed demon, who seemed to have known her.
