𝐈'𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 - 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎𝐗𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝟏

Y/N

8:46am - UGH tell me why we had to stay at the club until 3am?! on a sunday?! I have the worst hangover and i'm late to class. Gojo is going to kill me and I absolutely do not feel like dealing with his shit today.

8:47 - oh I don't know y/n, maybe because you had your tongue halfway down somebodies dads throat all night.

8:49 - Yuji. I swear to god if you so much as mention this to Gojo you're so dead.

8:49 - uh oh. Gojo sensei is taking my phone.. hehe byeeeee!

"well. if it wasn't for that idiot Yuji, I might have been able to survive the day and avoid Gojo's wrath." Not that dumb insults and occasional spitballs is much of a 'wrath', but its definitely annoying.

On the short walk from your apartment to school, you gaze at the peaceful scenery around you. You liked mornings, they were calm and quiet, and they helped you gather your thoughts. Your mind has always been scattered, constantly trying to forget your traumas and portray this strong, confident woman who has her life together.

Mornings are nice, just not the, uh, waking up part.

Nearing the school you notice a father and a young daughter playing at a park together. You hated that you felt this way, but you couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

She looks so happy. Her father looks like a kind man. Pretty hot too, damn. Wait, y/n. What the fuck are you saying.

Seeing this unintentionally brings back the memories that you always try so hard to forget. You're reminded of the abuse that your father put you and your mother through until he suddenly up and left one day 3 years ago. Not that you really cared, he was an asshole. He hurt you and your mother and you could never forgive him. He's the reason you moved out the second you turned 18. The reason your mom became so depressed that she couldn't even feed her child anymore, or care for her when she's sick.

I never got to be a teenager because of that prick. Who chooses drugs over their own family? Stupid fuckface.

Trying to brush off these negative thoughts, you approach the doors of the school. Taking a deep breath, inhaling the last scent of fresh air you'll probably ever feel because an annoying ass teacher is about to be on your ass in 30 seconds.

Alright y/n. You just have to make it through this class without your teacher killing you. If I make it out, you're dead Yuji.

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Hesitant to walk through the doors, knowing everyone was going to stare the moment the handle turned, you decided to just go in and put on that confident façade that you've had for as long as you can remember.

"y/n, you're late" Gojo's voice always overflowed with pride and ego. His tone of speaking is one that anyone could acknowledge as unique. The way he spoke radiated with this idiotic personality, but there was always a hint of something more.

I wonder if he's not a total moron and he's just strategically hiding his smarts from people. Today, he spoke as if there was something he longed for, but it was just slightly out of reach. Maybe he actually had a major inferiority complex that he masked with a huge ego.

Today just feels off. Why is there no ego? I don't think anyone else notices, but I can hear a hint of hurt. Is it really that bad that i'm late today? I can't shake the feeling that there's something up with him. I get that I shouldn't be super late like I am today, but the fucking panda is always late. Where are his scolding's?