"Yay!" You clap, eagerly awaiting his appearance. Gojo turns to you and you can see the tears streaming down his face.
"I knew I could always count on you, (Y/N)-chan!" He cries, before facing the other three where his expression turns into one of defeat. "Ah, well... whatever. Come on in!"
The door slides open, and while everyone else tenses from the curse that hangs itself behind him, you merely greet him kindly.
"I'm Okkotsu Yuta." He introduces himself timidly, and you can see his soul trembling. Your heart aches for him. "Pleased to meet you."
Maki's polearm narrowly misses him by a few centimetres, and you can see his soul trembling even more. The other two have stood up and stand with a wariness you are familiar with.
"Is this some kind of test?" Yuta's eyes shakily look over to the polearm stuck in the board, sweat cascading down his face like a waterfall.
"Hey you." Maki stares at him intensely, and you see how his soul shrinks. "You've been cursed."
Oh dear, looks like they've realised.
"This is a place to study curses. It's no place for cursed people like you." She glares, and Panda snarls on agreement.
"In Japan, the number of people who die mysteriously or go missing is, on average, over 10,000 a year. Most of that... is due to the negative feelings that pour out of humans." Gojo suddenly starts, leaning against the wall in between the windows. "The damage of 'curses'... it also includes the evil acts of shamans."
Yuta turns to him with eyes so wide you're afraid they might just burst out of their sockets.
"The only thing that can oppose a curse is another curse." He continues, almost as if he was simply talking to himself. "Here we study curses in order to exorcise them. This is the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College."
With the way Yuta's face turns even more panicked, you'd guess that Gojo had failed to inform him about the true nature of the school beforehand. You sigh, shaking your head in disappointment while the other three look at him with contempt clear on their faces. He puts up a hand as if to apologise, but that doesn't quell the sudden stench of cursed energy so pungent even you crinkle your nose slightly.
"Ah, you should hurry up and get away from him." He says as if he just remembered, and the three look at him confused. You stand up from your seat and move next to him, beckoning the rest to quickly come over but alas, they were too slow.
Large, pale, humanoid hands emerge from the blackboard, and Yuta tenses visibly. Its left hand grabs the part of Maki's polearm that was stuck in the hole it created, and a hoarse, feminine voice shakes the room.
"Don't you dare bully..." it rasps, and Yuta's eyes widen.
"Wait! Rika-chan!!" He frantically shouts, but it seemingly doesn't acknowledge his words, instead continuing to get closer and closer to them. You would have helped them, but you are also aware that putting yourself in between may cause more trouble than necessary. Worst case scenario is they are near death and you need to perform reverse curse technique on them, but with Gojo around, you highly doubt he would allow it to get that serious.
"YUTAAAA!!!" It shrieks, and the three of them are mercilessly attacked. In the midst of it, Gojo starts his retelling of the story of Yuta and Rika.

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《前塵卷》<the scroll of the previous lives>
Fanfiction"flowers fall, clouds disappear, can my heart be understood." ink fills the sea of your dreams, while scrolls cover the land of your nightmares. [contains spoilers for jjk 0 and the manga] [jujutsu kaisen x onmyoji] [jujutsu kaisen belongs to akutam...