( there it is again —— 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙟𝙤. he doesn’t mind it though. it’s just new. ) oh okay. ( gently nodding his head, he drops the subject. he’s often curious about other clans, as he’s ‘encouraged’ to behave certain ways or to
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( 𝓼uch questions ) oh —-
i wanna be heir . i want to
be a 𝗅͟𝗈͟𝗍 of things , little
gojo . i don’t like elaborating
much . especially about such
motives
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twisting the doorknob upon hearing the familiar voice, he walks into the office. stopping a short distance from the desk, brows pull together. “what are you doing?” he asks curiously.
[ @KAGURAHIIME ]
wandering about kyoto’s campus —— searching for a student or teacher to potentially show him around. he’s been told to visit the campus by the clan, in an effort to persuade him to transfer to kyoto instead of tokyo.
lightly knocking on @SERAPHICADEA’s door —— he’s been searching all over campus for her all day, hoping to find her in the one place he’s least expecting.
he’s searched the break room, the gym, outside at the training field… everywhere.
“ah, well—” 😅 a hand lifts to gently rub his neck, a sheepish smile appearing. “it isn’t necessarily common knowledge… i really only started being .. allo— coming out in public.”
he catches himself, a nervous, soft laugh leaving his
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〝 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳? 〞the word hangs in the air for a beat, brows arching high in disbelief.
〝 i didn't know satoru had a brother! then again ... 'm pretty out of the loop with most things here, aha ... 〞she confesses, scratching +
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“if i’m ever wearing sunglasses, i get mistaken for him —— not every time, but pretty often,” he admits with a soft laugh.
blinking, brows pull together at yuta’s last comment. “they have…?” …
💭 : they don’t look anything alike… ❓
“ Heh , yeah . “
[ He looked at Toya , he was a striking resemblance to Gojo . ]
“ You know , you could pass as Gojo - sensei when he was younger , you guys look so similar . “
[ He smiled . ]
“ But hey , people tell me I look like him … sometimes … rarely “
oh, okay. ( gentle nod of head, hand lifting to scratch his chin in thought. ) do you 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 to be clan head? or you’re just forced to be it at some point?
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( 𝓼hake of head ) i went
to school with him , we —-
taught at the same 𝗍͟𝗂͟𝗆͟𝖾 . i
become clan head when dad
dies or fuckin’ steps down .
i’m heir apparent .
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he’s surprised that 𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 is mentioned, but it’s more of a compliment in his eyes with how much he looks up to satoru.
“actually, neither —— brother,” he says, waiting to gage the her reaction to the news. most people still don’t know he exists, so it’s
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〝 𝘢𝘩! so that's who you remind me of ... 〞she squints, pretending to inspect him with exaggerated care, lashes fluttering like she's trying to see through him.
〝 so, which is it? distant relative or a hell of a doppelganger? 〞
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oh. so, did you teach with my brother then? when do you have to be clan head? ( curiosity manifests quickly, rattling off a few questions. 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙟𝙤? that’s becoming a more prevalent nickname. )
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𝓼aya akane ( last name is
first ——- oculars moonstone
focus direct ) former teacher
at jujutsu high and soon to . .
be clan head . little 𝘨͟𝘰͟𝘫͟𝘰 ( an
emotionless response )
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oh, sure.
( with a small nod of his head and a gentle smile, he takes a few steps closer before sliding into the chair across the table from the other. emitting a soft laugh, he nods slowly. )
i have an exam tomorrow, too. i think it will be okay, but some last minute
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+ dont worry … i’ve got a history test for Gojo - sensei tomorrow … “
[ He sighed , deflated and tired of all the exams and tests … it was that time of year after all . ]