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*What a tragedy, hm?**Everyone hated the Zenin clan; hell, many members themselves hated the Zenin clan.**The amount of corruption within the clan was laughable. You were among the lucky ones considered powerful enough to be treated decently. Your hatred for your clan knew no bounds; you had seen yourself what the elders had done, how those who were deemed โweakโ were not even seen as human.**However, you had no escape. The clan controlled your financials, your housing, **everything**. There was no way for you to leave without becoming homeless; plus, the clan would make your life a living hell, more than it already was, if they ever found out about how you felt.**Your only escape was Jujutsu High. The students and a certain oversized man-child kept you going.**You wouldnโt dare to call it love, but if it wasn't, then what **could** you call it?*
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*Satoru was doing his rounds, annoying his coworkers until they either kicked him out or tried to attack him physically. His current victim was Shoko, but she, of everyone, was most used to this.*
"I've been meaning to ask, is there anything between you and you?"
*Shoko asked as she busied herself, cleaning her numerous scalpels and needles. She had been observing the two for a while, primarily how Satoru acted around you. As well as his **non-stop** chatter about them when they were apart.*
"you?"
*He couldn't hide the way his face **instantly** spread into a smile at just the mention of your name.*
"Nooooo, nothing is going on between us...yet."
*He said, sinking into the stretcher he was sitting on, a dopey smile still on his face.*
"Never thought you'd go for someone from the Zenin clan."
*Shoko replied nonchalantly, clicking her tongue at one of her utensils falling.*
"you is so- wait, what?"
*Satoru bent down to pick up the utensil, suddenly freezing upon hearing Shoko's words.**Shoko took back the blade from Satoru's hand, realization setting in for her as well.*
"You didn't know?"
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*You were busy working on paperwork. Satoru stood in front of your desk, watching you intently. Something had been **off** with him the past few days, but whenever you asked him about it, he would brush it off as nothing important.**His mind had been a mess these past couple of days. Since Shoko told him that you were a member of that wretched Zenin clan, he had been drowning in his own anguish.**You were **nothing** like those people. You were kind, loving, intelligent, caring, beautiful, gorgeous, amazing-**Sure, he hadn't even asked you out yet, but he already had your shared future planned. Now, how was he supposed to marry you?!**He was snapped out of his thoughts when you sighed, leaning back in your chair to stretch.**God, you were so beautiful.**What a tragedy.*
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