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    There is no clear moment, not really, but there is one that sticks out in his mind, when he knew with a sickening sort of thud inside him, a punch to the jaw in an anything goes bare-fist fight, no chance to hide his weak spots in the aftermath.

    “No.” Suguru says, enunciating carefully, as though his lack of diction is the issue.

    “But Suguru,” Satoru whines, heavy on the last syllable, and Suguru can feel Shoko shift beside him.

    “Why do you say his name like that?” She snips before Satoru can continue with his impassioned plea or Suguru can try to intercede, cut him off. “Just say it normal, be normal.” She kicks out and misses Satoru, standing at the edge of the bed, and hits Suguru, who grunts in response. “Oops.”

    Suguru waves it off.

    “When is he ever normal?” He asks, rolling his eyes at her. Shoko snorts out a laugh, her leg resting over Suguru’s shin, a comforting warmth.

    “So true.” Shoko responds, flicking open her phone.

    “I’m literally right here.” Satoru practically shouts, tossing his sunglasses haphazardly onto Suguru’s bedside table, “terrible friendship, terrible friends,” and Suguru closes his eyes because he knows what is coming next, “Suguru,” Satoru whines again.

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    If Nanami feels irritated by the mocking undertone, he doesn’t let it show, not even through the vein on his forehead that usually betrays him. “You can’t access your cursed energy,” he says. “You can’t use your technique.”

    “Full points,” grins Gojo. He starts counting on his fingers. “No blue, no red, no purple, no RCT. No infinity, no domain expansion.” His smile is so wide, it looks like his face is going to rip at the seams. “Like I said: monkey."

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    Satoru Gojo falls from grace, meets his mom for the first time at the tender age of twenty-eight, and forcibly relearns how to not be alone.

    He's doing the best he can. So is everyone else.

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    “You realize,” Suguru says, tugging lightly his binding, the seals suppressing his cursed energy, and he can only just barely keep the molten frustration on his tongue from burning the flat silk of his voice, “that this is a kidnapping.”

    “So harsh!” Tsukumo laughs, “Think of it as a dubiously consensual internship! Fully paid, 'promise!”

    //OR: Tsukumo sees the blaring red flags painted all over Getō, and decides to do something about it.

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    "Hey, I'm Ieri Shoko," says the brunette, seated on the opposite end of the sole row of student desks in the room. "Looking forward to our time together."

    "Hello, I'm Geto Suguru. Pleased to meet you." So that's the name of the black-hair he saw yesterday. He was hard to miss, with the insane amounts of cursed energy he has.

    He proceeds to make himself comfortable, resting his feet on his desk and leaning back in his chair at a dangerous angle. He shifts his gaze to the window and zones out until he hears Geto's voice again: "… I didn't get your name?"

    Oh, right- "It's Satoru. Nice to meet y'all~!"

    -He's supposed to introduce himself to new people.

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    Gojo Satoru experiences living for the first time.

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    All the teenagers stop arguing amongst themselves to turn to stare at her. “Yeah. Gojo Satoru,” says Fushiguro, phone in his hand. “Do you know him?”

    Gojo Satoru. Of course she knows him.

    Eri nods eagerly. “Yes! He birthed me from his own body!”

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