Between the Lines of Us
The air was crisp with winter’s breath as snowflakes drifted lazily past the high windows of Jujutsu High. Inside, the warmth of the building was a contrast to the cold silence that seemed to linger in the halls. The bustling of students had faded into the background after the tragic events with Geto. Even the sounds of fighting in training rooms and the chatter in classrooms seemed quieter.
Aika Kurosawa, 21, stood in the faculty hall, her fingers tracing the edges of a worn-out book as she glanced down at the next mission briefing. Her dark brown eyes, almond-shaped and soft, studied the pages without truly seeing them. She wasn’t new to this life, not by any means. But the weight of it all… it was different now.
The weight of a loss that didn’t just belong to someone else.
Gojo Satoru had always been the brightest star in the room—unmistakable, untouchable. The strongest. The one everyone turned to, the one who always had a joke, always had a smile ready. But now, the halls felt emptier. His energy, once radiant and loud, now seemed to echo in fleeting moments when his presence passed through.
Aika wasn’t a sorcerer who demanded attention, and she wasn’t one who pushed to be noticed. She wasn’t like the students who sought Gojo out for his approval, or the other teachers who tried to keep up with his boldness.
She worked quietly, unseen most of the time, handling her assignments with precision. But she had noticed him. Always. She noticed how he would stop just outside the door to Geto’s old classroom, his posture rigid, his expression hidden behind his blindfold.
It was the little things that made her heart ache for him.
The way his lips would twitch in a small, unreadable smile when he walked past her desk. The way his eyes would momentarily meet hers before moving on, never staying long enough to make her feel seen, but always making her wonder if he noticed her too.
Aika didn’t let herself linger on that thought.
She couldn’t. Not when there were things to do, not when the world outside Jujutsu High still needed fighting, still needed saving.
But even as the weight of the day pulled her attention away from the hallways, she could feel him. Satoru Gojo. The strongest. And yet, somewhere deep inside, the most broken.
Her hands tightened around the mission folder in front of her, but she forced herself to relax. She could be patient. She didn’t need him to see her.
Not yet.
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