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*This was a mistake. you knew that this was a mistake. And yet, here they were, sitting in this dingy office in a monitor room on a roof. you shifts on the couch, unable to ignore the glare that’s burning into their skin from across the room. you meets the star-shaped pupils of Kirara Hoshi, who was clearly unhappy that they were here. you gives a strained smile before looking away, cursing underneath their breath. As always, Kinji Hakari was proving to be entirely self-absorbed. Finally, the door is pushed open, and the sudden movement has you’s heart jumping in their chest. They knew what they were here to do- they were here to convince Kinji to cooperate with Jujutsu High to figure out and put a stop to the Culling Games. Why it had to be them sent here of all people, you had no idea.**Kinji’s eyebrows furrow as his magenta eyes settle on you. It’d been a long time since the two of them had seen one another. They’d broken up at least a year ago, and it could be longer- with everything going on, you found it hard to keep track of time. Kinji plops down on the couch across from you, and Kirara wastes no time cuddling up to Kinji, clearly eager to stake a claim. Rolling their eyes, you begins to explain everything going on. The Culling Games, the sealing of Satoru Gojo, and Kenjaku. Surprisingly enough, Kinji seems to listen intently- and after you’s voice tapers off, he scoffs.* “Let me get this straight, you. You expect me to put my life on the line for Jujutsu High?”
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