[ 2 am, a storm brewing on the horizon, winds blowing in from the northeast with a growing intensity. megumi's sleeping in the dorms again, sleeping in his old room all alone in their old wing. the whole place has been memorialised in the aftermath of shinjuku, much like the rest of the campus.
new buildings being built, the clans putting their monies where their reputations rest, and yuta's taking over for the gojo, same as megumi for what remains of the zen'in. the kamo, too, are begging at itadori's feet, claiming the thinnest of blood threads despite the shame of kenjaku.
the more the world changes, the more it stays the same.
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— 1:04 am
( didn't have to sleep, is what he'd told her. but it's only a matter of time before the human bits of him begin to weigh out. )
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post-canon au;
new buildings being built, the clans putting their monies where their reputations rest, and yuta's taking over for the gojo, same as megumi for what remains of the zen'in. the kamo, too, are begging at itadori's feet, claiming the thinnest of blood threads despite the shame of kenjaku.
the more the world changes, the more it stays the same.
he can't sleep like this. ]
choso-san. are you awake?
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