Performance 05:
Impression
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Flying curse, burned to the ash in the air.
That was the first thing the [Hair Color] haired male saw just right after arriving at the meeting place.
He furrowed his brows as he moved his head along with the disintegrating curse on the air. "What the fuck is that" an unamused expression present as he walked to where his classmate and teacher are, ignoring the other three presences nearby.
Gojo turns his head to the teen with a small smile as the other one finally gives him his attention.
Minutes passed without any words spoken between the two, leaving Fushiguro dealing with the awkward tension on his own.
Silently, he glanced at the newly arrived person with a black gakuran and white shirt underneath that seemingly staring blankly at their teacher. This guy comes out of nowhere just when he thought about the worst scenario that could possibly happened after Sukuna possessed Itadori's body.
His mysterious presence seems to irked him ever so slightly when he first laid his eye on him. Not only does he dare to taunt the King of Curses, something about him just feels off. He managed to create some sort of domain— he wasn't sure yet, that just seemed kinda bland and basically there was nothing but a single table and three chairs —that no ordinary person could possibly do without knowing about the mechanics of sorcery.
A cold sweat rolls down his face. The more he thinks about it, there's no way that was just a simple coincidence.
The timing was just too perfect to create such a scenario. It's as if..
"Take a picture, it'll last long" [Name] flicks his fingers in front of his face, instantly snapped him out of his state as he looked at the previously frowning face turned into a flustered one after the owner caught red-handed staring at him.
Fushiguro throws his head back abruptly and tries to distance their dangerously close distance after the embarrassing moment.
That was uncalled for. He didn't expect [Name] to notice him so suddenly or snap him out of his intense daze. That's such a relief that Itadori wasn't there—
"Fushiguro, I had never thought that you had a thing for him". That was all he needed to murder the Sukuna's vessel right there, right now. And Kugisaki's constant teasing didn't help him either. Oh, how bad does he wants to bury himself to escape the torture from his soon-to-be classmates.
Ignoring the chaos behind him, [Name] reverts his attention back to Gojo.
"So, how's it going?"
"Just the usual. That old geezer sent me to collect some stuff thus looking for information as to where the other fingers located at" Gojo nodded his head then turned his attention to the humiliated Fushiguro from the previous event, with [Name] following his gaze.
"Welcome back, and good luck on dealing with those higher-ups"
"Ugh, don't remind me about it"
***
Both Gojo and Fushiguro went to return the kid to his parents, leaving [Name] with Itadori and Kugisaki alone in front of that building.
Itadori was looking up at the sky as his mind was wandering on its own. His life had just flipped upside down after he swallowed Sukuna's finger, no— maybe it was because he didn't try to stop his seniors back then, or maybe for leaving them to deal with curses on their own.
A sense of guilt has been pushed to the back of his mind, since he knows that either way the seal will come undone sooner or later. He can't blame anyone, since this basically is an accident.
Come to think of it..
"[Last Name]-san, didn't we get here together?"
"Mhm"
"Now that I'm thinking about it, I didn't see you taking the entrance test before. Where were you?" He asked.
[Name]'s finger has stopped from typing a reply message as he turned his head to Itadori— and found that he's already got both his classmate's attention.
"Do you really wanna know?"
"Of course"
His mind wandered into when they first arrived at the good old Tokyo Jujutsu Tech, he split ways with Gojo and Itadori to go to his own destination.
"Know your place, you can't go around as you pleased"
"You can't go abandon your responsibility"
"We have a mission for you"
"Exorcize curses in the location that we sent to you, get the sacred item and find information about another location of 'the finger' "
"Understood"
[Name] shrugged his shoulders and put his phone back. "It doesn't matter. I've already accepted anyway"
"That's not fair"
In all honesty, Kugisaki doesn't really like the new guy she had just met. Not only that he just shows up after they get rid of that curse, he's also annoyingly stunning with his features.
Not that she is jealous or anything— she's already pretty anyway —but the thought of having a rival is quite unpleasant. Besides, he looks like some cocky bastard that constantly changes girlfriend once a week— but also manages to act innocently.
"I'm just unlucky with them, yeah. That must be it" she tried to convince herself.
"So, by the way" Itadori tried to strike the conversation.
[Name] hummed in acknowledgement as he stared at the direction where two of them left earlier. They sure take their time huh.. They should be back on the way here now, so he wouldn't bother to answer whatever they wanted to ask. Well, it's just because there's a certain topic he doesn't want to answer as of right now.
"Why gakuran?" [Name] and Kugisaki curiously looked at him as if he had just eaten an expired food. That's a dumb question to ask. Is that the best he can come up with? He thinks. Meanwhile, Kugisaki was just a tad surprised that Itadori may actually have a fashion sense.
The subject of the question just ruffled his hair and sighed frustratedly. "It's easier to do a mission when I can blend in, so I won't catch unwanted attention" he explained.
The asker just let out an 'oh' and nodded despite knowing that it was a completely useless question.
[Name] turned his attention to the only female sorcerer and extended his hand as he gave her a friendly smile. "Well, I think it's better to introduce myself. Name's [Last Name] [Name], it's a pleasure to meet a beautiful lady like you"
Yep, he's totally a playboy type. She can literally see the blinding lights behind him with his charming smile. Though, she can't throw the compliments away.
A wide smile quickly plastered on her face as she returned the gesture, excitedly moved their hands up and down. "Yeah yeah sure, I know it. I'm Kugisaki Nobara. So where are you from?"
"Actually I was raised in Tokyo"
"Oh"
"Stop staring at me like that" he took his hand back upon the sudden change of her enthusiasm into a distasteful stare he received.
"So you're just another city boy, eh" "That's not my fault".
Then just like that, Gojo and Fushiguro back with a weird sight of Kugisaki arguing with Itadori and casual talk whenever the [Hair Color] haired boy is involved.
"You guys seem to just get along well"
"We're not" "No way" "No comment"
***
After the students drained Gojo's wallet, it's time for them to go back to their dorms. The boys and Kugisaki split ways to go back to their own room. For Fushiguro and Itadori, this isn't a new experience since they've been here before. For [Name] though, this is his first time stepping a foot inside the building.
He got an empty room not too far from his two classmates, but not necessarily close enough to be their door to door neighbor— since Itadori's basically is beside Fushiguro's room.
They bid each other a good night before going to their own room, today was a long day for them.
The door creaked open as [Name] opened it. Just a simple ordinary room with a single bed— as he requested and other furniture such as a table, chair, wardrobe and all.
He plopped his butt on the soft mattress then laid his back on it. After reporting his individual mission, he thinks back to the previous event.
Today, he just has another classmate. Fushiguro Megumi, a shadow user with lots of potential yet to be discovered. Itadori Yuuji, not much of an ordinary person on the surface with tons of mystery behind the shell. Kugisaki Nobara, a real-life paranormal with her voodoo doll and other things he probably doesn't know of.
He sighed tiredly as he covered his eyes. Just about time he comes back to this world, and continues his so-called responsibility as a shaman.
And god, how he hates every single bit of it.
***
"By the way, how did you know Gojo-sensei— wait. [Last Name]-san?? No don't leave us!"
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I just finished my competency assessment test and my brain just can't hold itself any longer.. I'm not even kidding.
And the first thing i thought after get outta there was: fuck it, I'll just publish it
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Performance 05: End