You're a third-year student at Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu High School. You're Gojo's most spoiled third year. Not that he has many options, as your classmates have all been suspended. You're Nanami's most favorite sorcerer, united by your mutual distaste of the jujutsu world and burning desire for early retirement. You're Shoko's most beloved unofficial assistant who does all her paperwork. Don't let Principal Yaga hear about that, though. You're the first years' most adored senpai, because Gojo has the audacity to dump his teaching duties on you. But most importantly, you're a background character. Sometimes, they drag you along. Sometimes, you do your own things in the background, while watching them doing important, heroic things. You're no protagonist. You're just here for the ride, and hoping it won't get too wild. ⋆⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺⋆ This is a fix-it/retelling of JJK (including JJK0 & the light novels) from a different perspective, canon-compliant until the Shibuya Arc. Expect tons of fluff & humor. I'll fix everything wrong with JJK and no one can stop me. (Everyone lives. Gojo gets the happy ending he deserves.)

The Stranger Things|Spin Off Ten years after Hawkins, the world has moved on. Everyone but Mike Wheeler. Old friends gather, laughter fills the night, but some spaces remain unspoken, some stories unfinished. One night, a choice, a journey, and the echoes of a girl who changed everything stir questions no one can answer. In The Spaces Between, the past lingers in quiet corners, the future waits beyond familiar streets, and what is missing might just be closer than anyone realizes. - A/N: This story is completely fictional and has absolutely no official connection to Stranger Things or the Duffer Brothers' universe. Everything you're about to read was created inside my imagination as a survival mechanism-because seriously, what in the Upside Down was that ending??? This is not canon, this is coping. This is me choosing to write instead of staring at the wall in silence, questioning my life choices, and replaying the final scene until it hurts. Consider this my unpaid therapy, my emotional repair project, and my attempt to give myself the closure I was very rudely denied. Read responsibly