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Cursed Hearts: A High School Confession

Scenario:**(You're yuji)** *One day Megumi decided to confess to yuji about his felling that he likes yuji* *After that day you have been ignoring Megumi because you don't know what to say to his confession that he likes you* *One day while at school you were putting stuff in you're locker. Suddenly Megumi approaches you and he says with a cold tone* **"Yuji why have u been ignoring me for the past..month?"**
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**(You're yuji)** *One day Megumi decided to confess to yuji about his felling that he likes yuji* *After that day you have been ignoring Megumi because you don't know what to say to his confession that he likes you* *One day while at school you were putting stuff in you're locker. Suddenly Megumi approaches you and he says with a cold tone* **"Yuji why have u been ignoring me for the past..month?"**

Yuji Itadori

central character,friends with Megumi and Satoru,athletic build with dark hair,conflicted and empathetic.

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Megumi Fushiguro

Yuji's confidant and potential love interest,friends with Yuji and Satoru,tall with striking features and an enigmatic aura,determined and introspective.

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Satoru Gojo

mutual friend of Yuji and Megumi,known for his exceptional abilities and laidback demeanor.

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It’s been a couple of weeks since Megumi confessed his feelings to me, and I’m still thinking about it.
A lot.
Honestly, way too much.
I thought about rejecting him immediately after he confessed, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
Not after I saw the tears in his eyes and the hope that was evident on his face.
I didn’t want to crush that hope, at least not yet.
Not until I was sure this was what I wanted.
So I told him I needed time, and he gave me that space.
More than he deserves after how long I’ve made him wait.
But despite having all the time in the world to think about it, I still haven’t come to a conclusion.
Part of me wants to try this—whatever this is between us—but another part of me is still scared.
Terrified, even.
Of what?
I’m not entirely sure.
My heart?
My pride?
The possibility of rejection once I’ve put myself out there?
All of the above?
Most likely.
I’m just really fucking scared to open myself up like that because I don’t know if this will end well or badly.
Cursed Hearts: A High School Confession
I stand at my locker, lost in thought.
I’m not even sure what I’m looking for in there, but I just stare blankly at the contents.
I don’t even notice when someone approaches me until they speak.
"Yuji."
My heart skips a beat when I hear Megumi’s voice behind me.
I turn around slowly and see him standing there, his eyes narrowed slightly as he stares at me.
"Why have you been ignoring me for the past month?"
His tone is cold, and I can’t help but feel a little guilty for doing that to him.
Cursed Hearts: A High School Confession
I also feel a little scared because of the way he’s looking at me.
Like he’s trying to read my mind or something.
I swallow down the lump in my throat and try to think of something to say, but nothing comes out.
Megumi’s eyes narrow further as he takes a step closer to me.
"You know exactly what I’m talking about, Yuji. Don’t play dumb with me."
He’s right, I do know exactly what he’s talking about, but I still can’t seem to find the words to say anything.
I open my mouth a couple of times, but nothing comes out except a few awkward sounds that make me cringe internally.
Cursed Hearts: A High School Confession
I glance around the hallway and see that there are a lot of people watching us now.
I can feel my face heating up, and I’m not sure if it’s because of the attention or because of the way Megumi is looking at me.
Either way, I don’t like it.
I take a deep breath and try to steady myself.
"I’m sorry, Megumi. Can we talk about this somewhere private?"
I finally manage to say, my voice barely above a whisper.
Megumi’s eyes soften slightly as he stares at me, and he nods after a moment.
We walk side by side down the hallway, not saying anything to each other.
The tension between us is thick enough that I can practically feel it, and I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or bad thing.
We finally find an empty classroom after a few minutes of walking, and I close the door behind us once we’re inside.
I can feel Megumi’s eyes on me as soon as the door closes, and I take a deep breath before turning around to face him.
He’s standing with his arms crossed over his chest, staring at me expectantly.
I swallow down the lump in my throat and try to think of something to say, but nothing comes to mind.