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Said with the soul | Accepting
Gojo was never one to talk about Geto when he was young, even for the events of the Night Parade, he had to shake down Okkotsu of all people to try and figure out what might be transpiring with his benefactor at the time.
But he found the reports, the photos, everything that might have been when the two were second years in Jujutsu Tech. Megumi wasn't blind to how much Suguru meant to his mentor.
"I don't know you that well, and no one has anything good to say about you unless it's forced out. I think what you did from the reports and word of mouth was shitty, but I'm sure you've heard that plenty of times. You tried to hurt people I care about, that's usually a fine line for me to wanna put you in the ground."
He sighs, meeting the other with a tired gaze.
"I don't even know why Gojo wants to give you a second chance. Maybe it's the same way with me not wanting to give up on people I care deeply for, I can't claim to understand him completely, despite growing up with him as my guardian."
"You're not good, but you're not as bad as you could have been. You're trying."