Hit girl (Toji Fushiguro x OC)

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As I told Gojo, I said no to my next mission. I didn't even let them tell me the name. If Gojo thinks they're dangerous, then I really don't want to deal with something. It would be a drag.

"Thanks so much for fixing my car!" the girl from yesterday says as I hand her the keys.

"Of course," I say before going to the next car.

"Tire change," I read the note.

"Mina," my dad calls for me.

"What's up?" I ask squatting down to take a look at the tires.

"There's a guy asking for you," he says.

It better not be Gojo again. I groan and make my way to the front. When I see who it is, I freeze in my step for a moment. Then I remember my dad's still here.

"What's up dad?" I ask.

"This kind young man said he went to school with you. I guess he wanted to talk to you about something," he smiles at me proudly.

I give him a half hearted smile. "Okay sounds good. I'll be back in a few."

He walks away and I look forward with a death glare. "What do you think you're doing Mahito?"

He smiles at me sickly. "Just wanted to have a friendly chat with you Miss Hanamaki."

I follow him outside. "Just so you know, I'm not changing my mind. I don't want the next mission."

"Here's the thing sweetie," he begins. "It took me a lot of searching to find your precious daddio. If you want him to stay alive, you're going to take the mission."

I feel my heart skip a few beats. "You're bluffing," I call.

He turns me around so that I'm facing the shop. "Three of my guys are in there. If you say no, you can watch your dad die right in front of you. Then you won't have anyone."

I gulp. Fuck. My vision goes wary in frustration. "Fine," I spit out.

He chuckles and hands me a card. "Toji Fushiguro. I want him dead," he says before walking away.

I notice three guys leave the shop and follow behind him. He wasn't lying. I walk back inside, putting on a fake smile when I see dad.

"Hey dad, I think I'm gonna head home. I don't feel too good," I say hugging him.

"Okay sweetie, be safe walking home," he says kissing my forehead.

My eyes sting. I quickly turn around so he won't see me. I grab my things and throw on my sweatshirt.

"I'm sorry dad," I say looking back one more time before walking back home.

(Later that night)

"Come on, come at me," Iwa says.

I throw some punches. I'm extra frustrated today so I accidenlty go over board and knock him to the ground.

"Good punch, but why are you so pissed today?" he asks me.

I scoff. "Nothing, get back up. Come on."

"Mina..."

"Nevermind, I'm going home," I say pulling walking out the ring.

"Mina, wait," he calls after me.

I look back at him and muster a smile. "It's nothing. Just on my period."

He nods. "Okay, but you do know you can talk to me if something is wrong right?"

I nod. "Thanks Iwa, I'll see you later."

I walk out the gym and look up at the night sky. There's only one place I can think of going to right now. Before I know it, my feet are leading me the opposite way of my apartment. Then, I'm already at the door.

"What the fuck am I doing here?" I whisper to myself.

I knock on the door twice and it opens before a third knock. Gojo opens the door and looks down at me serious. "Get inside," he says moving out of the way.

I get inside and let my body warm up from the heater. His place is as organized as ever. I feel a hand on my shoulder. The anger is bubbling inside me. I turn around and throw a punch at him. He holds his cheek, but doesn't look angry.

"They are after my dad you fucking idiot!" I yell at him.

I know this isn't his fault. But I don't know who to blame. I don't know how he found me out. I push Gojo back.

"They said they would kill him if I don't kill this Toji guy," I say, my voice cracking.

There's no way I'm gonna cry in front of Gojo. No. But a stray tear falls down my face. I collapse to my knees. "He's all I got left, Gojo," I say.

God I'm so pathetic. I'm crying. In front of Gojo Satoru. He squats down and meets my eyes. He grabs my face and tilts it up so that I can't look away.

"You hit me. That wasn't very nice," he starts. "But you're too pretty for me to ignore. I'll protect you dad, Mina."

My eyebrows furrow in confusion. "You're going to help me?"

He smirks. "You know I admire you, why are you so surprised?"

Our faces are pretty close together. "Though, I wouldn't mind some payment," he says looking down at my lips.

"What did you have in mind?" I say, playing into his game.

He runs his finger down my neck to the small amount of exposed chest from my tank top. "Maybe you can help me out with my situation," he says looking down at his pants.

I look down and notice the buldge on his sweatpants. I don't know what takes over me, but I trace my hand up to his area. He watches me intently the whole time. I lean in to his ear and slightly nibble on it, earning a soft groan from him.

"Let's go in the bedroom and I'll see what I can do," I say, earning a smirk from him.