🎶 I've changed every part of me until the puzzle pieces aren't me at all. 🎶

You sort of forgot what your personality was like. You’ve changed yourself so much just to fit in. Whenever someone pointed out a flaw you had, you did whatever you could to fix it. You had so many different personalities for everyone. Even if they meant things as a joke, you didn’t know the difference anymore. You’d do whatever you could to change yourself for others.

Some would say you’re like a jigsaw puzzle. So many different pieces that don’t always fit where you want them to. You tried to force yourself to fit. But you could only force yourself so many times before you broke. But you never spoke to anyone about your problems. ‘They would just say I’m looking for attention.’ You’d say to yourself.

You yourself knew you weren’t a fan of certain things, but if they wanted you to do it, you’d push your own problems aside. Ignoring them. Hoping they’d just… go away. You thought that they did, but what they really did was seem deeper into your soul, cursing yourself with a curse that no one will ever notice. Because no one ever really notices you unless you change yourself. You’d kill yourself if someone said that’d make them happy.

You’d cut your hair, change your style, change your favourite things, your interests…. Everything. If they said the way you spoke was weird, you’d change it… if you couldn’t you just wouldn’t speak. It’s not like anyone at Jujutsu high would even care, they probably wouldn’t even notice. You’d notice how they always seem so happy. Why couldn’t you be so happy?

You were pale and had bags under your eyes, but you’d continue going for them. Not like they’d care if you were starving yourself. You sat outside on the steps as Yuji sparred with Nobara and Megumi and Gojo watching from a distance from you. Oh how much you craved sleep. An eternal rest where you wouldn’t be bothered. Where you could succumb to the darkness and just give in.