"slut Era", I Whisper To Myself, As I Stare At The Ceiling, Paralyzed By Grief And Yearning.

POV your niece read the journal

My little guy 🌭🐶

Skibidi die.

"i like you y/n," kento shook his head. "no, i love you. and i've loved you ever since i've met you." kento held your hands in his, he held you like it was the only thing in the world.

you couldn't say anything, you were stunned. as the seconds got longer, his brows furrowed at your lack of response. a flash of concern manifested itself in his eyes, quickly replaced by a look you've never seen before.

you couldn't muster the words to respond to him. you wanted to scream at the roof tops that you loved him back. that you wanted him the same as he wanted you, but the words couldn't form itself on your lips.

"good april fools joke nanamin!" gojo patted him in the back. and you were brought back from the haze in your mind. it was april 1st, and you remembered that you were in the hallways of jujutsu high. kento's expression changed just like yours, shock? you couldn't put a finger on it as embarassment crept your spine.

silly. it was silly to believe kento actually loved you the way you loved him.

"oh..yea, happy april fools." kento quickly let go of your hand. his goodbye was short and brief, quickly jogging to gojo.

you wanted to play it off. but you knew. deep down, that kento did not know today was april fools.

I've made some progress in life recently and it got me feeling sentimental :'3 (also go check out Retro Cowgirl's music!!)

it’s always “why did you sacrifice yourself and leave me behind” and never How was the sacrifice Was sacrificing yourself fun it looked fun

just putting this out here early.

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