Satoru takes another step forwards, arms spreading wide in excitement, “Yūji-kun! You’re here!”
“Oh my God,” the child repeats breathlessly, sounding far older than any child his age should sound, unable to tear his eyes away from Satoru. The boy shakes faintly, shock maybe, words a shaky exhale, “it’s really- you’re- you look- this is— oh my God!”
Annnnd there’s really no doubting it now.
Clearly those vivid dreams of war, imprisonment and eleven years of growing up is not the dream Satoru had thought it to be since waking up in the infirmary as a seventeen-year-old student, way back before the source of all his problems defected from Jujutsu society.
What the hell is going on?
Yuuji isn't really sure why Yaga-sensei asks him to teach the Special Grade students but he's determined to do his best. Nothing could have prepared him for the whirlwind that is Gojo Satoru.
Satoru's sensei is hot like burning and also his soulmate. They're meant to be - no matter what Shoko and Suguru have to say about it.
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