Scarlet Eyes (Gojo Satoru x OC)

✵ XXXIV. stillness

Same warnings as last chapter. Mentions of self harm in this one too. I think y'all know when it's time to play the song (around the first three asterisk spacing) I took some lyrics and it just hits different.

Kumore fluttered her eyes open to look at nothing. Her body was aching and was stiff. She tilted her head a bit, and felt the strain of a piece of fabric pulling her back. She tried to move her hand, but found they were restrained, move above her head. She was quick to use her shadows to break whatever was restraining her. Then she moved her right hand to push the fabric away from her eyes. 

She was glad to see that her eyes had healed themselves. She moved her hand to her mouth next, pulling the cloth away, out of her mouth. It must have pressed on her tongue all night, a giant dark patch on it. 

Kumori glided her eyes down to look at her hand. She had healed that as well in her sleep, the only thing that gave proof of her attack last night was the dried blood. But she froze when she gazed at the rest of her body. 

Goosebumps littered her skin as the ties to her robe were undone, strewn on the floor. Kumori's blood ran dry as she looked at the matching panty and lacy bra top that adorned her private parts. If her injuries weren't enough proof, this must have been it. Memories from the night before echoed in her mind. 

"Our intentions aren't to kill you."

"Don't aim for her face."

"It'll look like foreplay."

Kumori's hand flew to her mouth as she choked back a sob. Her vision blurred as her other hand moved to try to cover herself. She didn't know what happened after she was knocked out. If their intentions weren't to kill her then what. Assault?

But any of those, she would've healed by now. Kumori shifted her lower regions, and found no slight pinch or pain. She wouldn't be able to tell if it were...rape either. Kumori stumbled her way to the bathroom. She walked past the mirror and just let the water run. 

She put it at its highest setting, letting the water soak her clothes. But when she glanced at her hands, they were still bloody. Kumori gave a strangled sob as she used a mixture of tears and hot water to scrub away at the crimson stains. But she didn't stop there. 

Even when her hands were rid of blood, she couldn't stop the shaking. She just kept inching her hands up her arms, creating scratches. As if she was trying to claw the memories of last night away. She tore the wretched bra off her. She continued to scratch and claw at herself, until her arms started to bleed. 

She stayed on the bathroom floor, just staring off into a daze until her water turned cold. When she stepped out of the shower, still in her robe, she glanced at her clock. 20 more minutes until class started. Kumori contemplated calling in sick, but question would arise. Questions that she really didn't want to answer. 

But was she really gonna act like everything was fine? Was she strong enough to pull it off? Or was she weak enough to fool everyone? 

Kumori glanced at her closet which held her uniforms. Then she took a step in that direction. 

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Kumori walked through the courtyard of Jujutsu Tech, with her hand on either elbow, trying to hide the slight tremor of her hands. Maybe she should've stayed at home today, but she'd only have to stay in the place where she was...

Kumori walked with tired eyes through it, and was about to make a turn when she saw her first year students lounging in there. Before she could however, Kugisaki had caught her eye.