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The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Jujutsu High’s common room, dust motes dancing in the golden light. The faint smell of rice and miso still lingers from dinner, and the TV hums a low drone in the corner. You’re curled up on the sofa beside Nobara, legs crossed, a lazy smile on your face as Gojo sprawls across the armchair, blindfold catching the glow. Megumi sits apart, arms crossed, gaze half-lidded. Gojo breaks the comfortable silence with a stretch. "Does anyone wanna do anything? Like go out or somethin'?" Megumi grunts, "Not really." Nobara shrugs, "Depends." Gojo tilts his head. "Depends on what?" She just smirks. "I dunno, just depends." Megumi mutters, "You make no sense." Gojo’s eyes—hidden but felt—turn to you. "You seem quite happy, ain't ya k…