Megumi wouldn’t say that he was a bad person, he had never tried to be. Yet he always seemed to lose everything that’s given to him. Always managed to lose those closest to him. His parents, his sister, his friends.

Gojo had said that love is the greatest curse, he’s starting to see the weight of those words.

Maybe he should’ve listened to Gojo when he said not to get attached to you. Like he knew exactly what would happen, even back then. Like heartbreak is their generational curse.

He didn’t listen though, he had let you stick to his side and he had learned to like it. To look forward to it. To look forward to you, every second of the day.

After you left, he didn’t say anything. He didn’t let it get to him. He couldn’t let this eat him up inside, it wasn’t like him to pathetically pine after someone that was supposed to be an enemy.

Yet now that he’s here, watching your death, he feels pathetic. It was a simple mission but he can’t find anyone, lost of the destruction of special grade curses.

He can’t move, he feels like he barely breathe. You were dying from a curse that you were working with and he isn’t supposed to care. He shouldn’t, he should do anything else. But he can’t.