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(Y/n) arrived back at school the next morning with a bottle of water clutched in her palm. She chugged some down, regretting the night before.
Rubbing her stomach she groaned: "Geez maybe I should've died yesterday...that major tummy ache was not it...thanks a lot Gojo-san..." She said to no one was she walked the concrete halls.
"Eh, who are you talking too?" Someone said from behind. She turned around to look at the culprit
"Oh? Itadori...it's no one. Just myself..." she put the top onto the bottle of water as her stomach made a queazy noise.
"Uh, teach...you look kind of different. New hair?" Itadori-kun asked contently, motioning with his index finger. They quickly approached the meet up spot at the east side of the school.
"Just a bit of make up kid," she leaned over with her hand cupping the side of her face. "Just between you and me I have the worst eye b—"
"(L/n)!" A familiar voice said. She looked up at him.
"Gojo...what's up..." (Y/n) said awkwardly, remembering how close their faces were to each other last night.
(Y/n) looked over to his left and seen a woman. But not just any woman. The Seijun woman.
"Oh (Y/n), nice to see you here...alive...and well..." The pink haired woman said. (Y/n) felt the feeling of disgust wash over her. She wanted to make Seijun pay as she took a look over at Gojo who just shrugged.
"You were set up, (Y/n)." Gojo said to the drunk lady in the swing.
Her skin became reddened as she looked at the outline of his eyes. She wondered what did this man really look like???!
"She's going to expect you to be dead. You understand that, right?"(Y/n) didn't speak for a while as it sunk in.
"I do...it's just...what do you think about all of this, Gojo?" She asked him, her drunken wobbly fingers searched up the chain of the swing.
She found her prey, caressing his hand without knowing it. Gojo just let her because he was out of touch too.
"...What do I think? I think she's a bitch for that. I don't think you deserve to die because you ended up next to the magnificent and great Gojo Satoru,"
"Me either..." she hiccuped, looking down at his pink lips.
"So what do you want to do about it?" (Y/n) bit her lip and looked up to the stars.
"I have an idea...if you're up to it...the next time we see her...let's..."
(Y/n) crossed her arms as her hips shifted to one side. She had replayed the situation in her head but she didn't think this opportunity would occur the very next day. Nonetheless, she was not amused. Gojo let her handle it.
