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before she could even put a name to a face, nobara had already decided that she had a bone to pick with special-grade tōkyō jujutsu tech 2nd year okkotsu yūta. in retrospect, this wasn't at all hard to do. before he had gotten back from wherever he'd been overseas early, his name had lingered in the mouths of the other 2nd years: the residuals of his cursed energy may as well have had lingered in the hallways, too.

his accomplishments during last year's goodwill event with their sister school were spoken of with an undercurrent of pride, and even fushiguro held a deep respect for him: but nobara wasn't impressed.

if anything? she was mildly annoyed. call it a petty annoyance at his thrashing those kyōto hasbeens so good that the succeeding year's goodwill event had to be held on tōkyō's turf instead of where she wanted to sightsee and try new foods, and she'd be lying to herself if she said she hadn't felt a flare of pride, but still ...

it's annoying: the way he walks past her in between classroom transitionings without so much as an inkling of the setback he's put her through ( she was on a slightly fixed schedule and he ruined it! ), the way she catches him during co-training smiling sheepishly and rubbing his head while talking to maki-san, panda, and inumaki-senpai from across the training grounds, the way he's so nice ( he reminds her of itadori in that regard ) that it makes feeling even an inkling of annoyance at him? feel like a slight against him despite what he's unintionally ruined for her, the way he can't tell when a girl's got a bone to pick with him even if he doesn't necessarily know her.

what's even more annoying is that she doesn't necessarily know him, so it's a petty annoyance nobara is feeling and that annoys her more, but even still? she's decided he's earned her ire for making it so that she wouldn't be able to explore all kyōto had to offer a countryside girl, an outsider, like her. she's decided that, for his transgression of annoying her, that he must make it up to her.

so, it's in between classroom transitionings where she catches him at the water fountain that she decides on confronting him, a hand on her hip and stamped down annoyance hidden behind tight, pursed lips as she approaches him. she introduces herself as casually as she can muster as a friend and kouhai of maki-san's, to which he replies in kind, he inquires: you're kugisaki-san, right? and it annoys her that he's being formal with her where he doesn't have to be. kugisaki is just fine, no honorifics are needed. he doesn't hear itadori nor fushiguro using them, does he? okkotsu is his own person, though, he'll do what he will.

pride blooms in her chest, though, at her sensei singing praises to his current class. she has been doing somewhat well in her studies, a little better than itadori, even with the cirruculum something she's getting used to. pride blooms in her chest, and — — — no, no, no! she couldn't forget why she had cornered him at the school's water fountain, couldn't forget the annoyance that had festered before pride had even deigned to take root with his honeyed words.

“ hold that thought, okkotsu. i've got a question: did you ever stop to think about the types of students that'd be filtering into gojō-sensei's class this coming year? what different kinds of walks we've taken just to end up in the same place anyway, where we're from? do you even care? ”

❝ oh , that's a hell of a coincidence ! but anyone who's friends with maki - san is a friend of mine . ❞ the special grade quickly forms his lips into a much warmer , welcoming smile as opposed to the serious expression he'd been wearing before when he comes to the understanding that this is a kouhai of his fellow classmate , not to mention probably one of the students gojo - sensei specifically requested he look out for . good luck or coincidence , he's content with the matter , blade settled over his shoulder in a thick black sheath . ❝ okkotsu yuta , maki - san's classmate . and you're kugisaki - san , right ? ❞ as soon as he suspects her offense , he's quick to explain himself ; ❝ gojo - sensei had nothing but good things to say about his new students this year . ❞

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their first year as tōkyō jujutsu tech students had come and gone.

her first year as a tōkyō jujutsu tech student had come and gone, just like that, leaving her second year open with possibilities and even more room to grow. days, weeks, months: a whole year's gone by since her move to tōkyō and nobara's decided that a passed year of self-indulgence, of living on her own terms, and the survival that comes with clashes against the cursed spirits of the city kind of makes her a bit of a professional in deciding if she's made the right move in the end, right?

she's coming into her own, blossoming at a self-set pace, and this eases her. definitely beats the what if scenario of if she'd stayed back home. she's done so much in one year, she's seen so much in one year, and it's thanks to gojō-sensei's initial teachings: he's wacky, sure, but efficient where it matters as a teacher and she dutifully carries his teachings into this current year.

with each passing day, week, month: nobara has found herself settling more and more into everyday life in tōkyō. she's sat at the communal space's kitchen table, face's cheek cradled in a dainty hand, idly scrolling social media. eyes lift to meet fushiguro's for a brief moment with barely contained excitement before she stands to tilt her chair back on its legs.

it was hard to rope fushiguro into much of anything, sometimes, and it was so nice out. it'd be a waste if the day was spent inside cooped up with some book or whatever he usually does, but she observes that it's easier to coax him, he isn't as non-compliant to her whims. really, he should thank her though. he needed a bit of vitamin d!

it's once they're shuttled outside to harajuku's shopping district, nobara fitted in a flattering sun dress with a paired straw hat to block out the harsh summer sun, and it's when they've fallen in step with one another that she speaks. “ i think encouraging him to reach out was the most amazing thing we've did recently, wouldn't you agree? i need to be frank, though, fushiguro ... i'm helping out itadori, he's a boy — he has no idea what to get her. me and him? we've talked a bit about this. sorry you weren't in on the loop, ”

their first year as tōkyō jujutsu tech students had come and gone.

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