It was a sunny friday; a day that was considered to be one of the days to dread as an average jujutsu tech student. No matter what year or age, as long as you're breathing jujutsu tech's air, you'll be terrified for your life on a sunny friday like this.
Why? Simple. Gojo satoru.
There's nothing left to explain, that was it.
In the open field, kugisaki and itadori were sprawled on the grass, lifeless, as megumi was panting on his knees, holding on for dear life while standing in front of them was the laughing blindfolded teacher.
Shoko ieiri was already waiting at the clinic, dozing off as usual. Inumaki toge and zenin maki- the two of the five second years- were seen at two of the beds of the clinic, sleeping. They were unluckily the first ones to experience gojo's amazing training for the day.
Panda was currently with yaga, getting updates and such, while the two special grade sorcerers- okkotsu yuta and hoshi kae- were still overseas. Or are they?
One of the said sorcerers was walking on her way to the school, a flowery aura surrounding her as she was going to see her beloved teacher anytime soon.
"Alright, let's cut this short, shall we? My favorite student should be here very very soon!" gojo sings while megumi drops to his knees, fatigue overcoming him.
"This is certainly a warm welcome, don't you think so, satoru-sensei?"
Gojo's smirk grows wider as he hears the voice behind him. And there she was, smiling in all of her glory while the sun was behind her, shining down on her not too brightly- as if it was shining down on her will.
hoshi kae, the 18 year old second year student who more or less had the potential to have his heart.
Unlike him, the girl didn't come from any of the big three. If anything, she didn't come from any sorcerer family at all. Her cursed technique- a very powerful one that could rival his even without training- came from her purely. Not anyone, just her.
But here's the thing; he met her when she was 17, the age where she accidentally manifested her cursed technique right in front of him just because she thought he was very attractive.
So basically, gojo just walked in front of her, she checked him out but didn't have enough time, so she made time herself, catching the strongest sorcerer's attention.
"Anything for you,"
There was nothing between them; yet. Gojo had promised himself to wait for hoshi to graduate before making any definite advances. Just some playful flirting and letting her call him by his first name with the word 'sensei' always attached to it were the harmless things he could do the very least.
Why would he do these things when he could pull anyone within his age range? Well, let's just say his playboy days are over, he needs to build his future.
hoshi's cursed technique was just a bonus, but it wasn't the main reason he decided to commit to a person like her.
She was stronger than him, he liked it so much.
All this time, he was just looking for someone stronger than him to submit to. He's so tired of being the strongest all of the time, and the girl in front of him was the only candidate.
"Eh, who are you?" itadori has been raised from the dead, kugisaki beside him raising herself from the dead at the brewing tea in front of her that she wasn't willing to miss.
It regarded the idiot of a teacher who seemed so open yet so reserved at the same time, she wouldn't want to miss it for the world.
"Ah, itadori and kugisaki, right? Good afternoon!" the soft blonde haired woman offered a hand to itadori and kugisaki.
Both were flustered, shaking her hand slowly as kugisaki's knees threatened to fail her.
'How could i even curse a woman like her? If anything, i should curse myself! Yeah, that's right, curse you, self!' kugisaki thinks furiously as she recognizes the woman.
She cursed hoshi and okkotsu months ago just for winning the goodwill event. She should've known better.
While kugisaki was dissing herself, itadori was palpitating.
'Big chest comes with a big butt! Yes, yes! She's like jennifer lawrence!' itadori drools like a dog at hoshi's mercy.
Gojo, being the empath that he is, sensed itadori's perverted thoughts. After all, he is a man as well, he would know what the salmon head was thinking of.
"I forgot to introduce myself, sorry. I'm gojo ka-" the woman wasn't able to finish her sentence when the white haired man had already placed an arm on her shoulder. "hoshi,"
"Come on, satoru-sensei!" the woman whined, making her more attractive to both kugisaki and itadori's eyes. "Fine, fine. I'm hoshi kae- soon to be gojo! If not, then nothing at all. Oh! And i like guys with big di-" she stopped again when her mouth was covered by gojo's hand.
Another student rose from the dead when he saw his teacher's infinity turned off.
His eyes were wide when he caught the familiar soft blonde hair from last year; hoshi, one of the upperclassmen he respected deeply. "Hoshi-senpai!" he bows his head, flustered.
"Alright, that's enough! Hoshi, aren't you tired-"
"No, i'd rather spend time with you rather than rest. You know, i've missed you, satoru-sensei, don't i deserve a hug, atleast?"
"I just visited you and yuta three months ago." the man reminds the blonde, smugly smiling at her.
"You said it'd be every month." She deadpans, making gojo deflate in front of them comically.
"Did i? Well, would a bowl of your ramen make up for it?"
Hoshi makes a funny face, trying her best not to give in to her first love slash dearest teacher. He was smiling charmingly at her, leaning down while tugging down his blindfold so she could get a view of his stunning crystal blue eyes.
"Sensei, i told you to teach me how to be stronger, why did you teach me to love instead?"
The people around her deadpanned for a moment before gojo had decided to take the lead and placed his arms on hoshi and itadori's shoulders.
"To the ramen shop it is!"
