Physical Education Period.
_Uzumaki-chan, your leg is still injured. I admire your fighting spirit, but you will have to stay put until your leg is completely healed - Mr. Tanaka, their PE teacher, delivered his condolence, and it broke Kira into pieces. The sole reason she chose this middle school was because of its amazing facilities. There was an Olympic-size pool, an Olympic-size track, a soccer field, a basketball court, and a beach volleyball area. They also had 2 tennis courts and 2 badminton courts. She wanted to use them all to train, she did not come here to sit out. But nothing could persuade Mr. Tanaka, an enthusiast who vowed to keep his students safe with his life.
_I envy you - a female classmate tapped her shoulder, she sighed - I wish I could have your red card. I do not like PE.
_Ah, I wish I could give it to you too - Kira sighed.
_Yeah, also, I heard that our class has the same PE period as Gojo-sama's class. If Tanaka-sensei gives me the red card, I will definitely go and see him. He is so handsome in our daily uniform, I bet he looks even better in PE uniform - her eyes sparkled, her thoughts ran wild Kira could tell. As soon as the name Gojo was mentioned, all the girls in Kira's class joined the conversation. She swore these girls were hyenas in their past lives, their hearing was sharp.
"Ugh, Gojo, Gojo, Gojo, fuck you Gojo!" - she shouted in her head. Ever since the first day of school, which was yesterday, she had heard the name "Gojo" no less than 50,000 times.
_Is that dude really that good-looking? Our class president Aoyama-kun is very handsome - Kira pointed at Hide, the boy who led her to class yesterday. But it was a big mistake! Lesson number one when dealing with modern girls, never insulted their idols. They would bite your head off.
_You don't understand, his blue eyes, his hands, his hair, his biceps, ahhh, all so gorgeous.
_He is from a prestigious family, the Gojo clan, a prominent family in the Jujutsu world.
_He is so strong. He is the strongest person in our school.
Blah blah blah
"Damn, isn't he a 13-year-old kid? What is so attractive in a 13-year-old kid? Also, aren't these girls a bit too young to think about people's biceps? That dude was not that muscular. If only they saw father's and Madara's biceps. Damn. What a bunch of stupid simple-minded kids, what the fuck is wrong with this generation. Prestigious family, huh, bullshit. Who defeated Sukuna, who died for you all to live? And this is what you do with your life, looking at a young boy's biceps? Tsch!" - Kira wanted to yell at these girls so badly, but she settled with rolling her eyes and left the conversation before doing something she would regret.
Everyone was still deep in their fantasy about Gojo Satoru, when Mr. Tanaka asked everyone to get in formation and PE class began.
With the red card in her hands and all the free time that she did not want, Kira found a nice quiet spot on the soccer field, away from the PE class, and lay down. She looked at the nice blue sky and her mind drifted to her previous life, to the moment of her death. Blood gushing from open wounds made her body temperature drop rapidly, there was not much she could feel. Cold was one. Relief was the other. Luckily, pain was not one of them. She was content. She was happy, happy that she was done. She was about to die. Her mission was fulfilled. Sukuna was gone. She did not have to train anymore. She did not have to worry about the elders anymore. In fact, she did not have to worry about anything anymore.
The red sky and dark cloud that she grew up in slowly disappeared, leaving behind unfamiliar blue and white colors. Then, she noticed, at the corner of her eyes, a shadow approached. She did not remember who that was. She should not care, she was done. But his voice shook her to the core:
_Sukuna was defeated by this little girl. What a shame. Hey, King of Curses, you want me to save you?
She jolted awake. She was shocked and distressed by her dream. What was that scene, she did not remember something like that. Was it just a nightmare or was it part of her memory? She was confused and lost in her thoughts. Cold sweat soaked the collar of her PE uniform. A hand on her shoulder kicked in her defense mechanism. She pulled the arm and easily threw the person over her shoulder with a swift movement.
_Wowww! - yelps from other students snapped her back into reality. Her eyes were wide open, seeing Satoru lying flat on the ground. Instead of being pissed, he gave her the brightest smile.
_Shit, I'm sorry - she quickly apologized and helped him up.
_For a kiddo as short as you, throwing me successfully is a huge achievement - he was quick to start his insults, dusting his pants and shirts as he stood up.
_What do you want, Satoru? - she snapped, slowly reaching her tolerance for Satoru.
_Tsch, so angry - their private conversation came to an end when a few more people arrived at the soccer field - well, we are playing soccer so you need to find another place to sleep. Unless you want to join us.
_You can just say so in the beginning - Kira grumpily left the soccer field as quickly as she could. She did not want to stick around Satoru longer than needed. She decided to sit at a bench near her classmates, watching them complete their exercises. She was not ready to fall asleep again as she was afraid of what else she could unfold. She did not remember seeing a shadow, who was he, and what did he mean by saving Sukuna? Could he do that?
On the soccer field, Satoru could not help but notice her anguish and distressed expressions from earlier. He remembered how her breathing was labored and disconnected like something was choking the life out of her. That's when he tried to shake her awake. He was genuinely concerned. "What can a 7-year-old be afraid of to have that expression."
_Alright, you guys are free to go for the next period. You can hang around here, study, or play soccer with the upperclassman, I don't care. Just please make sure you are not doing something stupid to get yourself injured, understand? - she felt like Mr. Tanaka was speaking about her.
_Yes, sir!
_OMG, Gojo-sama, he is playing soccer, ahhh let's go!
_Let's go buy water bottles so we can give it to him after his match.
The Gojo fan club was gone in a heartbeat.
_Are you going to stay here, Uzumaki-chan? - Hide approached, his back drenched with sweat from standing under the sun.
_Yeah, I have nothing good to do. No homework, no activity I can participate so…- Kira raised the red card and pointed at her bumped leg.
_Why don't you join the girls at soccer? - he asked.
_Ugh, you mean to cheer for "Gojo-sama" - she mimicked some of the classmate's voices earlier, earning a big laugh from Hide.
Satoru saw the lovely scene between Kira and Hide, and something stirred within him. He was distracted briefly and the other team scored.
_Satoru! What are you looking at? Get back in the game - one of his classmates yelled.
_Oh, sorry! - Why did he even care? He could not tell. His heart felt a tug. Maybe because he did not like the fact that his toy was friendly with other people? That must be it.
_I'm going to join the soccer game. I will talk to you later, Uzumaki-chan - Hide ran over to the soccer game, where Satoru was standing. They allowed him and some other boys from Kira's class to join and a new game began. She decided to grab some water to rehydrate herself in this scorching hot weather. Summer had not completely gone yet and today was supposed to be the last hottest day. Water bottles were nearly gone in the cafeteria.
_I bet the pretty boy is playing soccer, right? - the seller asked.
_Pretty boy? - Kira was confused, then it clicked, she must be talking about Gojo Satoru - ah, yes, people are playing soccer. Thank you!
Kira quickly ran away before the lady could mention Gojo Satoru again. She returned to the same bench she was before, away from the soccer field and the fan club who was tirelessly chanting for their Gojo-sama.
_It's so hot - before she could finish satisfying her thirst, Satoru out of nowhere took the bottle and drank up all the remaining liquid inside - "WTF."
_Thank you!
He even took the bottle away.
Kira persona suddenly changed, the atmosphere became heavier, and pressure pooled around Satoru. Besides being known as the strongest jujutsu clan during the Heian period, the Uchiha clan was also infamous as an assassin organization. She was trained to be an emotionless, ruthless killer to match Sukuna.
_You can try - he winked playfully but cautiously backed off. He loved messing with this girl but her threat just now was real. Her expressions and the pressure she created were the same as many special-grade assassins or sorcerers he had met while doing missions. It was hard to admit, but Satoru was afraid. He knew that she was something special and interesting that could keep him entertained for a while. But he never would have thought that she would be able to make him scared for his life. He was ecstatic.
_Here - Hide gave her a water bottle.
_Oh - she tried to regain her normal expression, she was flustered and did not know what to say.
_Yours was taken by Gojo-senpai right? It's very hot today, so you should make sure to stay hydrated.
"What a good boy! Unlike that bastard" - Kira accepted the water bottle and smiled gently at Hide - Thank you so much Aoyama-kun.
Satoru was not happy at the scene at all.
By the third week of school, her leg was completely healed. She was itching for some physical activities and their PE class was holding a volleyball tournament.
_Uzumaki-chan, good to see you are healthy and fully healed. Give back my red card - Mr. Tanaka took the red card and started dividing teams - Welcome back! Now, you are on Aoyama side. Nobara-chan, you are on Itsuki side. The winning team stays, the losing team is out and same thing continues until the end. The final winning team in this tournament will get a free lunch from me.
_Eh, lunch is free, sensei - everyone was confused.
_Exactly. Let's move! - Mr. Tanaka blew the whistle, signaling the start of the game.
Kira and Hide easily won their first game. Both of them worked nicely together, they were invincible against the rest of their classmates.
_Tanaka-sensei - an annoying voice approached - can I enter the tournament?
_Ahhhhh….Gojo-sama…..! - followed by his fan club.
_Ah, Gojo-sama, of course - Mr. Tanaka joked - you have another person? It's a double tournament.
_Yes - he then faced the fan club - who wants to play with me.
_Me me me me me me me, please pick me Gojo-samaaaaaa
"What a joke" - Kira rolled her eyes and gave Hide a look that made him smile.
After what seemed like eternal, Satoru finally picked one girl from his class and the game began. Mr. Tanaka blew the whistle and Hide served first. Satoru easily blocked, the girl was able to give him a clear shot, and he did not hesitate to make a powerful return with all his strength, hitting Hide right in the face. Hide grunted in pain, blood dripped down from his nose.
_Aoyama-kun! - Kira ran toward where Hide felt and crouched down next to him - shit! Can someone give me tissues? Can you tilt your head up?
_I'm fine, Uzumaki-chan - he held his head up.
_Tanaka-sensei, he needs to go to the infirmary. Can you ask someone to get him there?
_Yes, yes. The tournament stops here.
_No, I'm still here, so I will play against his team. Aoyama-kun, rest, I will make sure our team wins.
_Are you sure? - Mr. Tanaka asked.
_Yes - the atmosphere changed, pressure increased. Satoru was excited. Kira was in the zone, her first seal was released - I will teach him a lesson.
_Show me your worst - Satoru smiled obsessively, sensing the change in the air and a sudden surge in power - Kira-chan.