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"Alright, can I have my hand back?" he asks nonchalantly with an ironic tone in his voice. "It's warm..." I murmur very softly. I can't believe it. "Huh?" he emits a questioning sound. His hand is warm, why? Usually in dreams, this kind of vivid sensation doesn't happen, right? His hand is as warm as if I were awake and in front of Gojo Satoru. I quickly release his hand, as if the contact of his skin against mine burns me. "I'm sorry..." I say, lowering my gaze. "You're acting too strange to have just gotten lost like that, say again, how did you get here?" Damn it... How do I explain that a while ago I was sleeping and then I'm in the middle of the empty students' common room? I must be dreaming... and although I'm not complaining, I have to wake up. Disclaimer: The characters from Jujutsu Kaisen belong to the mangaka Gege Akutami, the plot is for my fanfic for fun purposes. •The cover photo is not mine, credits to its respective artist•
Prologue
