Love, dedication and commitment. A beautiful journey that two people share and embark on, until death do they part. All the things that an engagement ring symbolizes and it sits flawlessly on your finger. You twirl the jewelry around in a circular motion as you study it. The shape of the diamond, the setting, the colors, it's everything you'd imagine it'd be (which amazes you, because Satoru was never one to get things right or even remember any thing). It's also surprising how it fits perfectly around your digit, like it had been cut and molded just for you without any subsequent adjustments.
"(Y/N)."
You continue to play with this symbolic trinket and your unwavering gaze lets the girl know that your mind is off somewhere far away.
Utahime sighs and she rests her chin atop a fist, "I'm surprised you said yes."
You finally come to and your fingers stop moving against the precious stone, "I didn't."
The girl arches a brow, "Why are you wearing it then?"
You click your tongue and then you grumble, "Don't you know my boyfriend by now?"
Utahime makes a face, one that says she's waiting for an explanation.
"He didn't give me time to respond." You say and you gesticulate with your hands, "I was speechless! I didn't know what to say and he....he just put it on for me. Then he got one of those stupid phone calls like he always does and left on a whim."
"I guess I'm not surprised." She rolls her eyes.
You sigh in defeat.
"So what's your answer?" She drops her fist back down to the table and she's picking at her finger food like she had been earlier.
"I don't know..." you knead your eyes with the heels of your hands.
The girl scoffs and then she says, "Of course you don't!"
"I guess that means no....right?" After all, It's something you've learnt from her and Megumi himself.
"You tell me!" She's focused on her food and she eats now. She even chews with her mouth open, "But if I had to guess, then yeah, it means no."
You stop rubbing your eyes and then you bury your face into your crossed arms against the table, "I hate this...."
"I'm just glad it ain't me." Utahime would hate to be in a situation like yours but she'd never put herself in one to begin with. She bites back a laugh.
"Thanks—" Your voice is sarcastic, "—really."
But so is hers, "Don't mention it."
You groan as you bring yourself out of your arms. Your mind empties and your gaze drifts across the dining area slowly. There's someone who now holds your attention. A man with dark hair and his eyes a bright emerald. He looks impatient but of course he looks impatient, he always did. And what surprises you the most is the fact that this man, known as Fushiguro Toji, sits on a table and not with Megumi but with a girl. It makes you scoff internally. She looks young, which agitates you. Of course he'd go for a young girl, you weren't sure of the girls age but you figured she's younger than you. You're staring a lot longer than intended and the man's gaze finally meets yours. Your eyes gape and you turn back to Utahime quickly hoping he didn't notice and most importantly, you hope he doesn't recognize you.
The girl notices your sudden shift in movement. She looks up at you from her plate of food, "Whats the matter? You look like you just saw a ghost or something."
"N-Nothing." You grab the fork and you poke at your food, "It's nothing."
Utahime shrugs and she goes back to eating. The poking of your fork tapers to a slow stop and you try to inconspicuously glance at Toji. But it's totally noticeable to the man, because he's Toji and he has great perception. For an average human like you, this act is too obvious. It makes him smirk. And you see it. Then the man winks at you like he's suggesting something but you don't know what it is.
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Koroshiya 殺し屋 ⋮ Fushiguro Toji
Fanfiction❝𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙮?❞ A jujutsu kaisen fan-fiction of our beloved Fushiguro Toji. As a college student in your senior year, you decided to take a part-time job as a math tutor to pay off...