!!!!The sentences that are crossed out represent Miura's subconscious thoughts , illustrating her unstable mental health!!!!!!!

I sat on the bench outside the Jujutsu Academy, leaning forward with my arms resting on my thighs, staring at the ground in front of me. The sun was slowly setting, birds chirping. I had been sitting here for a day, barely moving. The incident was only two days ago, and I was literally traumatized. 

Geto didnt speak since then, and he hadn't come out of his room either. On top of that, Nanami returned on the same day with Haibara's death body, which made everything even more difficult. 

Tears were falling from my eyes unconsciously. Haibara was unfortunately killed by a special grade curse, and Nanami was very sensitive and traumatized since then. In this short period of time, I lost Megumi, Riko, Toji, and Haibara. My hands clenched into fists, and I ran my hands through my hair desperately, pulling at it as more tears fell.

 The damn Zenin clan was so brazen, they bought the Fushiguro estate immediately because none of them were alive anymore. I sobbed into my hands.

 Riko's lifeless eyes on the ground calling for my help, but I was too late; Megumi's wide eyes as I stabbed him, just like Toji's; Haibara's body in the morgue, where I tremblingly removed the sheet from his face, hardly recognizing him, and fell to the ground in fear; Geto's empty gaze.

̶ ̶W̶a̶s̶ ̶I̶ ̶g̶o̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶c̶r̶a̶z̶y̶?̶ ̶N̶o̶,̶ ̶r̶i̶g̶h̶t̶?̶ ̶ But maybe.

 I cried even more. I need to change. I was still wearing the clothes from the competition, covered in dried blood. 

̶W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶I̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶d̶i̶f̶f̶e̶r̶e̶n̶t̶l̶y̶?̶ I failed.

̶W̶a̶s̶ ̶I̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶l̶e̶s̶s̶?̶ I am useless. 

I wanted to scream my soul out. I heard someone approaching me. I looked up desperately.

̶ ̶I̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶n̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶a̶l̶o̶n̶e̶.̶ ̶I want to be alone. 

It was Gojo. He hadn't changed either. He held his blindfold in his hand, looking at me sadly.

 I laughed bitterly, "It's okay, you can say I failed."

 He said my name so gently, "Miura..." 

It broke my heart even more. ̶

 ̶I̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶h̶e̶l̶p̶.̶ ̶I̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶h̶u̶g̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶n̶o̶w̶.̶ I want to be alone and rot in my uselessness. 

I laughed even more desperately and looked at him as more tears flowed, "COME ON, JUST DO IT." 

His eyes widened in desperation, and he said my name in despair, "Miura!..." 

He leaned in directly and hugged me tightly. 

̶P̶l̶e̶a̶s̶e̶ ̶n̶e̶v̶e̶r̶ ̶l̶e̶t̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶g̶o̶.̶ Let me go.

 I trembled with fear now. It was the first time I wished to have him with me forever and not lose him either. He held me even tighter against him. I felt his warm breath against my neck.

 Suddenly, I cried out loud in his arms and hugged him back, sobbing, "I... I've lost so... so many."

 His breathing became irregular, and his grip tightened. 

He tried to cheer me up, "I know..."

 I hugged him back tightly, and his clothes became wet with my tears, "Gojo... I've failed!"

 He shook his head firmly, "No, Miura..." 

Tears burned on my skin. He let go of the hug and looked at me with that look I hated so much.

  ̶K̶e̶e̶p̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶a̶t̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶l̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶.̶ ̶I hate it. Please don't look like that.

 His eyes became even more desperate at my sight, "It's my fault..." His gaze became painful, "If only I had come two minutes earlier."

 I shook my head, crying, "No, Gojo... you were on time." 

He hugged me again, and I closed my eyes in his embrace.

I want to crawl into a corner. ̶N̶o̶,̶ ̶I̶ ̶m̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶s̶t̶a̶y̶ ̶s̶t̶r̶o̶n̶g̶.̶

My grip on Gojo tightened because I was afraid he might disappear too. 

̶I̶ ̶h̶a̶t̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶c̶h̶.̶𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒢𝑜𝒿𝑜.