Jjk—I hate

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From the moment you entered the Jujutsu sorcerer academy, you were seen as someone different. Not because you were weak or incompetent, but because of the nature of your cursed technique. You had the ability to manipulate the negative emotions of others, feeding on their hatred, fear, and pain. This technique made you incredibly powerful, but at a cost. Those around you couldn't help but feel distrustful of you; their negative feelings were amplified when they were near you, and soon, hatred began to grow.

No matter how hard you tried to prove yourself worthy of being a jujutsu sorcerer, your classmates couldn't stand being around you. They said your presence made them feel worse, as if you yourself were a walking curse. Megumi, Nobara, and even Yuji kept their distance. Although they didn't attack you directly, there was always an invisible barrier between you and the others. They couldn't help but hate you, and that, paradoxically, made you stronger.

Gojo Satoru, the only one who seemed immune to your influence, once warned you in a serious tone: "You have the power to become a true monster if you let hatred consume you. You are necessary for the fight against the curses, but never forget that your power is also a curse upon yourself."

Despite their words, the isolation began to take its toll. The whispers behind your back, the contemptuous glances, the constant feeling that no one trusted you—it all accumulated. Each mission made you more powerful, but also more alone. Your ability allowed you to channel your comrades' hatred to defeat the most dangerous curses, but at the end of the day, you always returned to your room alone, facing the echo of the contempt you felt all around you.

𝅄︶ ͝⏝𝅄︶ ͝⏝𝅄⏝ ͝︶𝅄⏝ ͝︶𝅄

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