CastAway

Chapter 7

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring. Fumbling for my phone, I managed to turn off the alarm and checked the time. I had about an hour before breakfast. I didn't need that much time to get ready, but I needed something to occupy myself with after last night's dream. With a soft sigh, I climbed out of bed and checked my phone. One new message from Gojo.

Gojo: '🍆🍑💦😏'

I left the message on read and started to get ready for the day. When I opened my door to go to the bathroom, there was a package in front of it. I took the box into my room and opened it to find my uniform. It consisted of a forest green shirt, a black jacket, a black skirt, and black tights. There were a pair of forest green boots as well.

The skirt stopped several inches above my knees, but it covered everything important. The jacket was cropped a little higher than I was expecting, about an inch higher than my waist. Everything fit comfortably. Gojo managed to get my sizes right.

After getting ready, I went down to the small dining hall to find it was empty apart from Gojo who was sitting at one of the tables. I walked past him to make myself a cup of coffee and grabbed a muffin then sat down across from him. We sat there in silence at first, but knowing Gojo it wouldn't last very long.

"How'd you sleep?" Sure enough, the quiet lasted less than a minute.

"Fine. You?" I didn't exactly want to hold a conversation less than an hour after waking up, but it would be rude not to.

"That picture you sent kept me awake for a while." I knew I shouldn't have sent that picture.

"Too bad I can't say the same about yours, Gojo-sensei." I set my phone down and looked up to see his smirk fall.

"Satoru." Before I could ask why Gojo was telling me his given name, he grabbed my hand and continued speaking. "When it's just us, call me Satoru."

"That's not appropriate." I pulled my hand away from him and wrapped it around my mug, but his smirk came back.

"So? You started it, and you didn't stop until now. Change your mind?" He reached forward and took my hand again, intertwining our fingers.

"That was before you became my teacher. Aren't you worried about getting fired?" I was always a little irritable in the morning and may have snapped at him by accident, but I didn't pull my hand away.

"They need me to watch over you and Yuji." Gojo gently squeezed my hand.

"You're such a good babysitter." I laughed quietly at the annoyed look on his face. "I'm being serious. We're adults, but aren't student-teacher relationships illegal?"

"We'll be careful." He sounded so self assured about this, it almost convinced me.

"I'll think about it. I don't want you to get fired and I don't want to risk getting expelled." I squeezed his hand to reassure him then let go of him.

Itadori and Fushiguro joined us soon. For once, Itadori was quiet. I guessed that he wasn't a morning person. Still, it was strange all of us sitting in silence while we ate. Gojo at least should be cracking jokes and annoying the living daylights out of us, but he wasn't. Maybe he was thinking about how to get me to agree to sleep with him. If I wasn't worried about what would happen if we got caught, I would've agreed and possibly jumped his bones already.

We went to Harajuku together, but Gojo left me with Itadori and Fushiguro while he went off to do something. Itadori wanted more food, I swear that boy was always hungry. He was currently eating a popsicle and leaning against a metal railing while Fushiguro stood nearby and I also leaned on the railing. There was no mention of what happened last night.