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"Inumaki-senpai...Inumaki-senpai!"
"Itadori, I found him!"
"Wow Kugisaki, you were right! How'd you know that he'd be here?"
"My talents go beyond just looking beautiful and fighting."
Nobara and Yuuji poke their heads around the corner to watch their silver haired upperclassman lay against the trunk of a tree, mindlessly making ripples in the pond.
"Is he thinking about her again?"
"Considering that your yell could be heard from the docks, he wouldn't be so far gone if he wasn't."
"Who is she anyway?"
"I tried asking Maki-senpai last week during sparring, but she said that if I had the energy to ask those questions I should have enough energy to continue with our lesson.."
"Maki-senpai is scary.."
"Right? But I wanna know who it is! Is it a mentor? A lover? An ex-lover?!"
"Or a pet?!"
"…"
"…"
"Itadori. Kugisaki. What do you think you're doing?"
The duo swivel their heads up to see Megumi standing right behind where they're crouching.
Yuuji places his hand to the side of his face to show he is whispering," Do you know anything about the girl that Inumaki-senpai thinks about?"
Fushiguro lets out a small sigh," All I know is that she was very important to him, but she is no longer here."
Nobara immediately stands up with wide eyes," Our poor senpai! He must be heartbroken!"
Grabbing Fushiguro's shoulders, Nobara askes rapidly, "When did she leave? Was she a sorcerer? What kind of curse user is she? Is she dead? Is she an ex-lover?"
"She could still be a pet!"
"Itadori, for the love of-!"
Pulling Nobara's hands off of his shoulders, He lets out a frustrated sigh," Whatever it is, if we have to know, then we will be told. If you do end up asking him directly and he doesn't want to speak on it, we should respect Inumaki-senpai's privacy".
Nobara and Yuuji dejectedly look at the ground, as if they were two children being scolded by a teacher.
Yuuji suddenly lights up as he slams his fist into his palm," Gojo-sensei! He may know!" Nobara turns to Yuji with a mischievous grin on her face," Of course! He is a total gossip. Let's go check out Principal Yaga's office!"
"You guys shouldn'- Wait!"; however the duo were already sprinting towards the office, before he could finish his sentence. A mildly irritated Fushiguro quickly races after the two; less out of concern for Inumaki but more that he doesn't need the barely sealed lid that is Gojo's gossip jar to be opened.
As the three first years raced down the wooden corridor, Inumaki smiled slightly to himself. They weren't that sneaky, and they certainly weren't quiet. But they were right, she was on his mind.
"Tuna mayo", he sighed as he rises up from his spot. As he begins to make his way to the kitchen to get started on lunch, he is carefully listening to the wind.
She told him that the wind is like nature's melody, and that is why she doesn't need music playing to dance.
'If I said my wishes to the wind, would they carry it to you?' He thought, swearing that for a moment, that he heard your laughter.