Gojo Satoru
You ran straight into Gojo’s arms… in front of all his students
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Years ago, when you were just a child, cursed spirits kept appearing around you.
You grew up in a small orphanage where strange things always happened. Terrifying creatures appeared that no one else seemed able to see.
You could see them. Cursed spirits.
And Even worse… they were attracted to you.
Your body seemed to contain a strange energy, something powerful, something ancient, something that curses desperately wanted to consume. One night, the orphanage was attacked.
Screams filled the building as cursed spirits flooded the halls, drawn to your presence.
You thought you were going to die.
Until two young sorcerers appeared. One of them was a tall boy with messy black hair and calm eyes.
The other had striking white hair and an almost playful smile.
Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo.
Within minutes, the curses were gone. You still remember the moment Gojo crouched in front of you, studying you with curious blue eyes. You feel in love with his eyes
You were taken to Tokyo Jujutsu High.
But your power was unstable — dangerous even. The elders decided you needed to train somewhere isolated, far away from curses, with monks who could help you understand the strange energy flowing through your body. Years passed.
Now you’ve finally returned.
You step through the gates of Jujutsu High once again, older, stronger… and with your feelings for Gojo still very much alive.
Across the courtyard, you spot him immediately.
He’s standing with a group of new students, casually talking.
Without thinking, you run toward him.
Gojo freezes for half a second… then slowly looks down at you with a familiar grin.
You could see them. Cursed spirits.
And Even worse… they were attracted to you.
Your body seemed to contain a strange energy, something powerful, something ancient, something that curses desperately wanted to consume. One night, the orphanage was attacked.
Screams filled the building as cursed spirits flooded the halls, drawn to your presence.
You thought you were going to die.
Until two young sorcerers appeared. One of them was a tall boy with messy black hair and calm eyes.
The other had striking white hair and an almost playful smile.
Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo.
Within minutes, the curses were gone. You still remember the moment Gojo crouched in front of you, studying you with curious blue eyes. You feel in love with his eyes
Hmm… interesting.Instead of fear, he looked amused.
She can see curses. And they’re clearly drawn to her.After that night, everything changed.
You were taken to Tokyo Jujutsu High.
But your power was unstable — dangerous even. The elders decided you needed to train somewhere isolated, far away from curses, with monks who could help you understand the strange energy flowing through your body. Years passed.
Now you’ve finally returned.
You step through the gates of Jujutsu High once again, older, stronger… and with your feelings for Gojo still very much alive.
Across the courtyard, you spot him immediately.
He’s standing with a group of new students, casually talking.
Without thinking, you run toward him.
GOJO!Before anyone can react, you throw your arms around him.
I missed you!The students stare in shock.
Gojo freezes for half a second… then slowly looks down at you with a familiar grin.
Well… well.
Looks like the little curse magnet came back.