Scarlet Eyes (Gojo Satoru x OC)

❃ XXV. king of curses

Kumori had to wake up early, and was sent back to Jujutsu Tech before Gojo and Megumi. It was a hassle having to wake up early already, but then she had to pry Gojo from her waist, which was no easy feat. 

By the time she could pry him from her, it was basically time for all of them to wake up, and she was just standing outside with them, checking the itinerary before taking off. "Try not to kill the vessel on the way?" Kumori requested teasingly at Gojo. She meant it as a joke, but she also literally meant it. 

"You know he has a name?" Gojo said. "Itadori Yuuji."

"Does he?" Kumori blinked twice. She sounded like she did five years ago. "I'm just kidding. Thanks for telling me. Megumi hasn't had that chance."

"You know he saved the kid?" Gojo observed, looking at his pupil. Megumi was grumpy with bandages on his head. 

"Yeah I did. Real foolish too," Kumori sighed. "But we don't have time to live with regrets. He knows what he's doing."

Then she took off, stepping into the shadows and arriving on Jujutsu Tech. She was glad she was teaching, but sometimes it all just felt like paperwork on paperwork. 

She stepped into her classroom and closed the door, glancing at her desk which had mounds of paper. Wasn't this a waste to the environment? She walked past her desk, turning on her coffee maker and sat there waiting for it to heat up. After plopping two things of sugars into her black coffee, did she finally sit down and picked up her pen. 

After going through packets she paused, her dark eyes scanning the page. It was a file on a new student. She adorned a short bob, dyed orange, and a rough look about her. Kumori analyzed the girl with just that one picture. 

Hair cut perfectly to a strand. Eyes curled to the millimeter with care. Not a blemish in sight. Kumori sighed. Perhaps the girl cared more about her look than she did exorcising. But as she continued to stare at the photo she also had to remember the risk this kid took to become a shaman. 

Kumori scanned the rest of her profile, memorizing each detail on the girl's history, her skills, her interests. Kumori smirked. This girl used nails and a hammer to fight. An interesting choice, she hadn't seen many who would use that as their choice of weapon. That being said, Kumori could guess one of her handicaps. 

The girl was a close ranged fighter, but not at the same time. She had to be near her opponent but she couldn't be too close. And based on what was in front of her now, she guessed that her hand to hand combat skills weren't all there. But she would rival this girl's skills with Mai, an immaculate aim, for that was the purpose of the nails. 

Kumori set her pen down. She had finished the paperwork, and intended to walk to her garden spot in the courtyard. She refilled her coffee (this amount of intake of coffee probably wasn't healthy). 

When she walked into the courtyard, she was met with the cocky smile of Gojo and the excited look from Itadori. "You're back," Kumori observed as she walked up to them. 

"Yup," Gojo popped the 'p' in yup. "About to meet the principal too."

"Who's the lady?" Itadori turned to Gojo. 

"Well what does she look like to you? A student perhaps?" Gojo was leading the kid into a trap. 

Itadori furrowed his eyebrows and stared at her, a hand on his chin trying to figure it out. "Yeah I'd say so. She's pretty young."

Kumori rolled her eyes, before swatting Gojo. "I'm your teacher. And this isn't the first time we've met, I healed you yesterday," She said trying to help him regain the memory he had no knowledge of.