Chapter 5

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My second and last class of the day is a drag. It's some upper-level business class that I couldn't give less of a shit about. 

But it's necessary, and I have to get it done. 

My walk home from class is a cold one, but at least it's no longer raining and storming. I still wish I had Gojo's coat though. It was so comfortable and big. 

I have literally blocked out everything that happened with Sukuna and Gojo earlier. I am ignoring the bruises on my arms and how horrible and humiliating all of that was. 

If I don't think about it then it didn't happen, right? Haha...

I check my emails as I walk, reading one from my advisor. She's checking in on me, asking how my summer was (it was shit) and if I want to meet up with her sometime soon. I think that the woman has deemed herself a parental figure of sorts for me, but it's begun to annoy me. I understood the sentiment when I was a freshman starting out in a new city with no parental support, but now I'm a full-grown woman. 

Still though, I shoot her a quick email back lying about having a great summer and agreeing to meet up with her at a local coffee shop later this week. 

By the time I get back to my apartment, I'm tired all over again. I was able to take a quick nap after Gojo left earlier, but I have a feeling I'm going to need another. Maybe I'll just sleep until tomorrow. I check the time, seeing that it's only 5:45 pm. 

Okay, maybe sleeping until tomorrow isn't a good idea. 

Instead, I take a quick power nap and then check my school homepage on my computer to see if there's any assignments I could get done early while I'm not busy. There's not, but I decide to buy my books for my English class while I have my computer out. 

When I get to one of the novels, I run into a problem. It's a French book that's been translated into English, but the syllabus doesn't specify which translation version we need. I notice about five different editions when I look on Amazon. I have a bad feeling that this was something the professor probably mentioned during class and I missed it. Damn, Gojo was supposed to tell me what I missed. What a slacker.

Wait...

Gojo.

I pull out my phone and tap on the contact that he created for himself earlier. I snort at his contact picture, not even remembering when he snapped one of himself. He's winking into the camera and his mouth is all scrunched up. The whole thing is ridiculous and I laugh. 

hey it's Y/n. i've got a quick question about the syllabus

I turn off my phone after sending the text, figuring that he won't respond for a while. Not even ten seconds go by before my phone lights up with a notification from him. 


Hit me with it

what version of the french book do we need?

there's a bunch of different ones and idk what to buy

It's the one with the red cover...I think there's a horse on it too?

omg found it THANK YOU

Np :)


I wait for him to say something else, but he doesn't send another text. I fight a frown. I sort of thought he would say something else...

I shoot him another text.

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