Jujutsu Kaisen | C L A S S C L O W N | Gojo × Reader 🍋| AU

9• Bad timing

Unable to follow her through the crowded streets, he was left to eventually snap back to reality due to the persistent honking of cars behind him.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Gojo could only make his way back home and submerge himself in thought for the rest of the night, slamming the front door loud enough to startle his closest neighbor.

Frustration overwhelmed him because he couldn't understand why he was so upset, but he was not upset at her... No, it was... Something he couldn't understand.

Anger seemed to alight in her chest as well, rushing through the streets while bumping into everyone who didn't walk fast enough yet at the end she was simply bumping into them because tears blurred her eyes too much to see clearly.

Wet anger, she calls it.

Anger that fills up your throat until it overflows through your eyes and you hate it, because crying means it hurt you but you don't want to feel weak, you're crying because you're beyond mad but there is nothing to do about it.

He was just a random perverted college teacher and she happened to fall right into his trap.

The very next day she thought about skipping the class she has with him but upon thinking about it, that would just prove she was hurt and avoiding him and that felt humiliating. Thus, with a tense jaw and chin up, she made her way to class as per usual, making sure to stare right at him with a blank expression, not angry, not a frown, just a completely careless expression of low eyelids and her head resting on a hand.

" So... For today's class... I'm gonna need someone to read from page 89 to page 173. "

Several hands rose in the air looking to be picked as the designated teacher's pet for the day, most guys didn't even mind looking at the teacher and amongst them was her, acting as uninterested as she could be.

" (Y/n) "

" ... "

" To the front, you're going to help me read. "

" Don't you know how to read ? "

" I'm lazy. "

" Not my problem. "

" Missy, don't talk back. "

" Or ? "

" Outside. Now. "

" Fuck off. "

" I'll take you to the dean so you can repeat that for him. "

Grunting out loud while shoving a book in her backpack, she swung it over her shoulder and stepped out of a room full of shocked students who were oblivious to their whole college drama.

Stomping her way down the hallway she was suddenly yanked by the arm, dragging her to one of the empty classrooms where the door locked behind the silver-haired one.

" Listen, even if you're mad at me, you need to respect me during class. "

" Do I ? You should just leave me alone and not make me the teacher's pet just to humiliate me even more, is this some kind of sick game for you ? "

" I'm not fucking people around like you think I am ! "

" First of all, I don't have to believe you. Secondly, even if you are not, what is it to me ? I'm just a fucktoy in your list, you don't owe me an explanat--- "

A cold hand cupped her mouth while Gojo shot his gaze towards the hallway through the door, lips brushing over his own hand while shushing her to then respond in a whisper.

" Shhh... You're not my fucktoy. Unless you want to be... "

Bad timing, Gojo.

And that earned a well deserved open handed smack against his shoulder.

" Okay, okay, just calm down. Let me explain myself. "

" I'll give you five minutes. "

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Author's note: if you like My Hero Academia's Dabi, then please give my new book NUMB a try ~