Your eyelids slowly opened, the sunlight creeping in through the window. Your hands stretched in the air above you as you woke up, immediately going down to rub the sleep from your eyes. Your mouth opened in a yawn and you slapped your cheeks gently to keep yourself from diving back below the sheets and falling into la la dreamland.

Just as you were about to get up from the bed, a strange feeling rising in your limbs stopped you, your mind pausing to process what was happening. Were you still asleep or something? Your eyes widened as a yellow light started steaming from your fingertips, slowly crawling all over the skin of your hand. You screamed out. Your senses were overwhelmed by a warmth in your chest, your body glowing stronger than the morning sun, yet the only thoughts in your drowsy mind were—‘Am I turning into a firefly?’

No, you were in fact, not.

—-

Your short legs carried you across the hallways, often wobbling and giving out from the unuse—or rather lack of familiarity. The ears on top of your head twitched at every sound, your hearing ten times sharper than before—you still didn’t understand what the hell was happening.

But just like when you learned about the Jujutsu world, you went along with the flow.

—-

Gojo’s first reaction to a dog peacefully sitting on the table in the dorm kitchen and eating from a bowl was..interesting to say the least. He blinked twice in shock, a bright smile raising to his lips. The moment your eyes locked on him, you got startled, jumping down and attempting an escape—it was fruitless.

Gojo’s hands loomed above you, wrapping around your fur-covered body and lifting you from the ground, while panicked whines echoed in the room. He didn’t care about those. Instead, he went right in, smushing his face in your fur and turning it side to side with a grin.

You swore that was the moment your heart burst and you died.

—-

It wasn’t long before Gojo figured out that the dog he found unexplainably eating breakfast like a human would, was not just some random dog—it was you.

His Six eyes were able to catch onto the familiar and unique flow of your cursed energy, his eyes able to perceive everything and see right through you. Did that stop him from any more displays of affection? No. It made them even worse.

—

Now you laid on his lap, biting his hands and trying your best at a second escape, but unfortunately it was only a repeat of last time. His hands only tightened on your small form, bringing you closer as he cooed at you like some brainless idiot. You barked in his face and bit his nose to the point of blood. That was the only moment he let you go, and ran to the nearest bathroom with a terrified scream. Tch, little girl. You didn’t even bite him that hard. He was being overdramatic…probably.