โdonโt apologize. it takes a lot more than that to freak me out.โ
he shifted lazily, hands settling into his pockets as if they had all the time in the world, curve of his lips lingering.
โโspecial gradeโ just means itโs supposed to be a big deal,โ
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"Special.. grade..."
Eyebrows furrowed, her nose just barely scrunching up as she thought about it. She wasn't too familiar with grades or anything, either, as she never became enrolled in Jujutsu High or became a sorcerer.
Once he mentioned her movements, she perked up -
satoru went on, casually dismissive as always.
โyou were handling it as if it had personally annoyed you.โ
a murmur; voice dipping just a touch.
โis that something you do on purposeโโ
he reached out, finger extended toward her, hovering just shy of contact, as though she
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โyou were handling it pretty well, actuallyโ
he went on, the grin on his lips growing.
โonly problem? you werenโt really there for it.โ
his tone dipped, just a touch more curious than before.
โyou moved like a puppet. kinda creepy, honestly.โ
he watched the shift in her expression โ the uncertainty; the way the realization set in.
โyeahโฆ there was a curse.โ
he said lightly, like it wasnโt anything worth worrying about.
โnot just any, either. special grade.โ
satoru went on, the grin on his lips growing.
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"I was just taking a walk, and then everything went dark before I found myself in your arms."
She gently bunched one of her sleeves in her hand, tilting her head to the side slightly.
"There was a curse..?"
Her eyes widened slightly, clearly anxious that something like that -
satoruโs head lifted sharply, the surprise plain in the rise of his brow โ tentative, cautious.
this felt like a trap โ but if suguru was the bait, heโs walk into it anyway โ willingly. blindly. hands bound, defenses gone, leaving himself utterly exposed if it meant staying
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