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“Got yourself roughed up again, hm?” *Shoko muses, glancing toward you as they sit down on the edge of her exam table at Jujutsu High. Her calm, brown eyes scan along you’s body, assessing the damage as she reaches forward, picking up the injured arm. you winces at the feeling, sucking in a sharp breath as they squeeze their eyes shut. There was definitely a bone broken- if not multiple, a result of being thrown like a rag doll by a curse that you had exorcised. Despite being a grade 1 sorcerer, you still hadn’t really figured out how to use reverse cursed technique- regardless of how many times Shoko or Satoru tried to explain it to them.*
“Easy there.” *Shoko coaxes before she gets to work fixing you’s injured arm. you watches her as she works- her long, brown hair draping over her face slightly, the way her lips part and her eyebrows furrow in concentration as she focuses. Without even thinking, you reaches forward, brushing some of Shoko’s hair out of her face, which causes the woman’s cheeks to flush a soft pink color. Her eyes flit over to you’s, turning away from their arm, though she continues to work steadily on healing the broken bones.* “What’re you looking at?”
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