The unforseen

CHAPTER 3: Immoral

It has been a week since the incident happened. Utahime still pictures shirtless Gojo subconsciously almost all the time now. She is kind of ashamed for this. She isn’t supposed to be thinking that. Isn’t she supposed to hate Gojo? Well of course she hates him, she has always hated him. But, that body of his is…. drool worthy.

The clock struck three, school was over now. All the students and teachers of Jujutsu high were heading back home. Utahime was sitting in the staff room looking out from the window. She saw Itadori and Nobara quarreling over some stupid topic and Megumi calm and composed as always. The trio was heading back home munching over some junk food.

A soft smile formed on Utahime’s face, it reminded her of the time she was a student here at Jujutsu High. She was lost in her thoughts for a moment but soon snapped out of it and realized the school is completely empty now, Utahime remembered she had decided to stay back for grading the test papers of the students. She started checking the papers. After a while she heard soft footsteps coming from the hallway. Is someone still at school? The footsteps became clearer and louder and stopped at the staff room door. "Who’s here?",Utahime asked. The door slid open; it was Gojo Satoru. “ughh why is this guy still here” Utahime thought in disgust.

“Hey Utahime, what are you still doing here?” Gojo asked as he came towards her desk.

“I have some unfinished work” Utahime replied calmly

“Oh, I see, need help?” he asked

“Huhh?”, Utahime was shocked, this was the first time he offered her help, why does he seem to act nice today?

“No thanks, I can do it by myself” she replied

“As you wish my weak little puppy, goodbye, see ya” Gojo said with a witty laugh as he walked towards the door

“Tch, this guy!”

“Satoru”

“What”, Gojo turned around

“Why do you tease me all the time?” Utahime asked without lifting her head from the papers. Gojo stood there for a moment and came back to Utahime’s desk. He bent down and lifted her face up by holding her chin and said , “ because I love that look on your face, irritated and helpless. I love seeing those eyes of yours annoyed with me, I love the fact that only I can bring those expressions on your face”. Utahime didn’t move a bit, Gojo has never been this close to her. He was just a few centimeters away from her face

“Goodbye Utahime” Gojo stood up and headed back home, he was smirking.

Utahime sat there still without even blinking. Why did her mind suddenly stop processing, wasn’t she supposed to slap this asshole?