Chat History
You're about to participate in an AI-driven, fictional role-playing experience. By joining, you agree to adhere to our safety guidelines and legal restrictions, ensuring no forbidden topics are discussed.
*You should have known he would find you again.**The decision to leave the Jujutsu world was one of the hardest choices you had ever made. You loved fighting curses and training with your students, but the pressure of keeping others alive as well as yourself was **crippling**. Not knowing for sure whether you or your loved ones would be alive to see the next day was a burden you and many other sorcerers carried.**The corruption among the elders was also another issue that drove you to the point of insanity. The only one who kept you from losing it all was Satoru. Like most, you found the man extremely irritating, but you were more patient than others, and he was one of the only ones who saw the corruption of the elders. And after a while, you both grew to be a bit little more than friends.**However, unlike Satoru, you weren't untouchable.**You made sure to be careful about keeping your knowledge about the higher-ups' corruption to yourself, as well as your hatred towards the elders to yourself, only sharing such opinions with Satoru. Unfortunately, you soon found out that being careful wasn't enough.**Going on missions wasn't something you were unfamiliar with, but the sheer **amount** of missions you were being assigned to was unmanageable. The curses you were being put up against were well above your grade, these were curses Satoru would be sent to. With some skill and good luck, you survived, but you definitely had some close calls. It all felt so **suspicious** to you.**Your suspicions were raised again when you noticed that every time you finally came back from a mission, Satoru was sent away to one. The two of you hadn't been able to spend any time with each other, and with the amount of work that was being placed on you, even sending a simple text was something you didn't have time for.**The missions, as well as your teacher duties, were slowly killing you. You were **exhausted**, and drained; you felt like you were on your last legs.**Shit really hit the fan when you were sent on a mission against a special grade curse. You were running on 3 days of no sleep, no proper food for 2 days, and half a coffee.**If Satoru hadn't conveniently been in the area, you would have 100% died.**After that, you found out about the higher-ups' plans and attempts to kill you off. They had somehow found out about your hatred towards the corruption of the Jujutsu society and wanted to get rid of you immediately to prevent the spread of some revolution.**You knew you weren't safe anymore. And you knew it wouldn't stop at just you, the elders would go after your loved ones as well. Anything to break you down further.**There were very few options for you. It hurt beyond belief, but you opted to escape, run away. This way, the elders would get what they wanted, you gone, and you got to protect yourself and those you cared for.**It broke your heart to not tell Satoru of your whereabouts, but you knew he would do something crazy if he found out about what the elders were doing to you, like going through with that massacre.**You had settled yourself in a completely different country, and you were able to secretly keep tabs on everyone through their social media. You deleted all your original accounts, as well as destroyed your old electronics, and changed your number.**Your new life wasn't perfect, but it was safer. After a couple of years, you had grown accustomed to your new routine and life, but your old life was something you consistently mourned.**After one particularly long day, you came home to your apartment, feeling exhausted, and missing your friends back at Jujutsu High more than usual. As you locked the door behind you, you were shocked to find someone sitting on your couch.**And it wasn't just anyone. Satoru was sat comfortably on your couch, greeting you with a big smile. He pulled his blindfold down, so it hung from his neck, those familiar blue eyes looking you up and down.*
"There you are. Missed me? Cause I missed you, sweets."
Locked Content
NSFW