Paramnesia

Chapter 1: Ryomen Sukuna
Warnings: fighting, blood, curses
Words: 1,900
A/n: in this chapter the reader will become acquainted with Fushiguro and Yuji. To be clear, the reader is aware of her abilities and powers but not ALL of them (this chapter doesn't really do it justice) if she uses them too long she will become tired and drained with the possibility of passing out.

The whispers around the town were obvious. Everyone believed you were a witch, born to bring sickness and death to the village.

They were hard to ignore as some of the people closest to you even believed the rumors, leaving you by yourself to fight off the hearsay.

Walking through the village, the amount of dirty looks and curses you received were uncountable. You ignored them to the best of your ability, continuing on your way to get bread.

You walked into Farrah's the villages local bread shop. Farrah, the owner, looked you up and down.

"You shouldn't be here." She states, a look of panic crossing her face.

"I'm hungry Farrah, you're the only person willing to let me buy off you." You plead, as none of the other shop owners let you buy, let alone near their shops. They said you were bad luck.

"Well that was before people began to say I was an accomplice of yours."

"I'm not a witch!" You exclaim. She looks at you surprised at your outburst and sighs. She grabs a brown bread basket and puts various bread inside.

"Take this. Just please don't come back here. I have children I don't want the villagers to turn on me." You grab the basket from her. "Be safe." She smiles and continues to the back.

You leave Farrah's shop and make your way back to your cottage. Thankfully, your cottage was on the outskirts of the village, so you didn't have to worry about living next to someone who would spit and blurt out untrue things to your face.

When you reached your cottage, you were met with a horrifying scene. the cottage was in flames, half way burned to the ground already. Someone grabbed you causing you to drop the bread basket.

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You shot up in a sweat, looking around your darkened room.

"Another nightmare?" You whisper. These have been going on for a while, you even have been taking medication and yet they still persist. You stretch, picking up your phone that lay on the nightstand. 7:25am.

You groan at the time. As you weren't an early bird but figured it would be pointless to go to bed. As you lay there, trying to find the will to live your phone dings.

Big sis: y/n? It's been a while. Just checking in, making sure you are alright.

Y/n: hey shoko. I'm fine, still having nightmares.

Big sis: damn. I thought for sure the meds I gave you would work. Maybe you should go to like a psychiatrist?

y/n: maybe.

you sighed and clicked off your phone, but it dinged once more.

big sis: I'm not sure if your interested, but i know you've always been able to see curses that lurk around. My friend Gojo, I'm sure you remember him, teaches classes for that stuff. Maybe it would help you get your mind off some things?

You roll your eyes. Is this really what she thought you needed. It was bad enough that you were having nightmares, and could see gruesome looking creatures that no one else paid mind to. Now she wanted you to fight them, and having crazy eyes as a teacher? No.way.