Hopeless. | Megumi Fushiguro

"I am insane, and that's why you should just stay away! What do you even see in me?" I yell.

He inhales deeply, looking right into my eyes as his own blaze with frustration. "What do I see in you?"

"Yes, what do you see in me that's so enticing that you feel the need to stick around?"

"I see someone breaking. I see someone who acts tough but hurts like hell inside. Someone who's so used to pushing people away that they don't even know how to accept love anymore. And I know I'm not one to talk about love, Mizuki, but I'm sick of watching you destroy yourself."

Mizuki Shinohara, orphaned by her deceased parents, has nothing but the company of her unloving aunt and uncle. And, not to mention, the strange creatures only she seems to see. They're everywhere. But one word uttered of them in her household and she is immediately silenced.
Until, after a horrific event, she finds out who she really is - her origin, her bloodline, her...potential? She enrolls into Tokyo Jujutsu High, where she is welcomed by the information she's always yearned to discover. But the pressure of becoming a successful jujutsu sorcerer weighs heavily on her shoulders. Not only that, but the feeling of being loathed her entire life is unshakeable, even in the place which is Jujutsu High.
Then there's him.
Megumi Fushiguro, Grade Two jujutsu sorcerer, the most mysterious, introverted, confusing boy she has ever met. Yet there's something about him that keeps drawing her closer...
School, stress, curses, socializing, feelings. It's too much.
The deadly sharpness of the hairpin soothes the anxiety, but it's only temporary. Can Fushiguro find a way to connect with Mizuki before she falls into the shadows of her own despair?

𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃
This story contains sensitive material such as 𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲.