Enrolled Alongside the Strongest DKs at Jujutsu High

“It’s okay. We’re the strongest.” The white-haired one and the black-haired one shouted their slogan and charged forward.

Then they fell before a curse born from the fear of losing love.

Afterward, the white-haired one and the black-haired one cornered you, crying and begging you to love them.

You, of course, pulled out your phone to record them, then played it over and over once they came to and laughed loudly at them. “Gojo, Geto, you two are so pathetic.”

That night, the two of them took turns cornering you in your room, saying, “Even without a curse, I still want Qing to love me.”

Note: This is just everyday life at Jujutsu High. There is no plot! There is no logic either! The OOC is all mine.

#Self-indulgent fic, second-person narration, I write whatever comes to mind, usually updated every other day#

Theme: Love is the best blessing.