Transmigrated to Jujutsu Kaisen

Transmigrated to Jujutsu Kaisen

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- in which an avid JJK fan got transmigrated to Jujutsu Kaisen. "I assume you saw our future, but can't tell us," Geto clarified. "Then, is there anything we can help you with?" Heaving a deep breath, I nodded. "But first, I have some requests." "Hm?" "I only have three. Number one, don't ask unnecessary questions about me. Number two, don't ever let me die-" "Don't you just hate it when someone ruins your plans?," a pouting Gojo interrupted. "And the third is?," an irritated Geto asked, trying his best to ignore the moron snickering behind him. Alright, well. "Don't fall for me." As if a group of crows flew right over our heads, the room suddenly fell silent. There was nothing more I wanted to do at that moment than hitting Gojo Satoru in the head for looking at me as if what I said was the weirdest thing he'd ever heard. The two simultaneously looked at each other and burst out laughing. What...? DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG?!
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"You're here a lot lately," he murmured, eyes not leaving the paper. You leaned on the counter, smirking. "Should I stop coming?" He looked up, one brow raised. "I didn't say that." You weren't supposed to like how easily the silence felt with him. Or how your name sounded when he said it low, like a secret. But then again, he wasn't supposed to stay after closing time either. It started with coffee. Then it was the late-night talks, the lingering touches. Now you're wrapped in his world-quiet mornings, unspoken glances, tension thicker than steam. You told yourself you could leave anytime. But he's never once asked you to stay. And that might be what makes it worse. Started: 08/05/2025 Dislcaimer: Will contain smut in the future, nothing belongs to me

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