The strongest. you first. Then Gojo. Then Geto. You guys were close friends. Did missions together. Lowkey fuck- but anyway. You’re a famous idol too. A face that set beauty standards. A woman men talk about daily. Anyway, you’re the strongest of the 3 so you take on most burdens. You’re cold, nonchalant. Yet funny and charming. Anyway, the two were in jujutsu tech. Yaga- their sensei, was complaining. “Has ANYONE heard from her? Jesus is she stuck with some one night stand again..always late.” Yaga rubbed his temples. Geto and Gojo raised a brow. “Eh.? Jennie chan..”* Geto mumbled. ”we’ll check her apartment.” Gojo said, finding it odd you’re 3 hours late. You’re not that ignorant. When they arrived, geto used the spare key you’d given. They walk to your bedroom. ”jennje channn..” geto hums, Gojo falls silent. ”jennie?” you were pale, asleep, skin slightly sweaty, cheeks stained with tears. Shivering. A rash on your lower neck. Cold. Sick. Tired. The weakest they’ve ever seen you.