i was never meant to be

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"Ha! What an old man."

Both Fushiguro and y/n had traveled to where Nanami was. Finding him almost immediately. Though, they did have to fight a few curses. The misadventure being simple enough since they didn't run into any special grades.

"Ah, if it isn't the sleeping ogre."

She was quick to deflate at Nanami's words. Obviously twisting the phrase of "the sleeping beauty."

Fushiguro could only sigh. It was obvious that these two were going to have some problems, but he tried to ignore that problem for now.

"Sorry for intruding, Nanami, but since y/n is finally awake we would like to commence with the plan we spoke of a week ago."

Y/n was quick to bounce back as she turned her gaze to the older man. Nanami pushing up his glasses as he motioned the two to follow him. His form leading past a couple of injured people. Their own forms huddled together as they silently prayed to themselves. Annoying. That was the only thought circling y/n's head, but she never announced her distaste.

"Here we are."

He opened the door where there was already a group of people. There were five of them. All of them also students of Jujutsu Tech.

None of them were Kugisaki.

Y/n felt her heart fall ever so slightly, but immediately pushed the feeling away.

She didn't care.

She wasn't supposed to care.

She was sure that she didn't care.

"So, who are you guys? Wannabes trying to reenact the knights of the round table?"

Fushiguro tries not to groan. So far, she was making wrong impressions on everyone she met. Hoenstly, what was he going to do with her? Nothing. That's what. Because he liked that about her.

"Listen here, brat. All of us are either second or third years of Jujutsu Tech, so you better—"

"Wow, brat? Trying to copy Sukuna now?"

The tall girl with the gun really wanted to put a few holes in y/n. That was until Nanami cleared his throat. Their focus immediately snapping to the man.

"Now is not the time—"

Though, his voice was soon cut off by an explosion. The ground shaking as Fushiguro already grabbed a hold of y/n, his hand easily pulling her towards himself.

They were under attack.