•My Father | JJK

04

  "Hey!" Was the first word Satoru yelled to this stranger. Usually, someone would greet strangers with kind and sweet words with a small smile or even a handshake. But Satoru could only care less. This person had stolen his precious spot on the grass hill of a random park. And it's not like Satoru would ever greet someone like the society of today wants to. Call him impolite or different, the result remains the same. For him, greeting someone politely just not to offend them was simply not his problem. It's not like he cared anyway. People just had to be less sensitive.

The girl seated on the grass hill turned her head towards whoever had called, only to notice a weird-looking teen stomping his way over to her, a frown being displayed behind the black shades of his glasses that covered his bright eyes, letting her see only the lower part of his face and his white snow hair. She simply watched the teen make his way near her, watching in utter confusion, asking herself why he was so mad. She was literally just minding her business until this random dude yelled at her for whatever reason.

"What are you doing here?" He asked as if expecting the girl to recognize what was her offense. The girl frowned in confusion and stayed silent for a few seconds, staring at the teen in front of her while waiting for him to elaborate. Seems like it was the wrong decision as she noticed his eyebrows tilting downward. This reaction only confused her even more.

"I asked you a question!" The girl looked around her, trying to see if there was someone else around that she didn't notice, but looks like they were the only two in this park at this late hour. She returned her gaze to him and began to speak, a faint frown on her eyebrows.

"What do you mean? Can't I sit here?" She asked, unsure of where this conversation was going. If she was someone who was quick to jump to conclusions, she would have thought that there wasn't anything working well inside of his brain, maybe because he had taken some illicit substances, but when she thought further of this situation, she knew that it wasn't exactly this.

"Exactly. It's my spot." The girl got surprised as she watched the white-haired teen sit down next to her. She was about to speak, but she instead yelled out of surprise when she felt herself fall down the small grass hill, rolling on a few meters on the slightly damp and dirty grass before stopping herself with the heels of her shoes slightly digging themselves in the grass, leaving a slight tearing sound. This random dude just had pushed her. No, more like shoved her. She turned her head towards the guy who now occupied the spot, a slight grin stretching his lips as he leaned the side of his face slightly down, watching the dirtied form of the girl.

"Bye-bye!" He chanted as he waved to her, his smirk still on his lips as he watched the girl get up from the ground with a frown of great displeasure at his actions and words. Satoru only made himself comfortable, almost laying completely down on the grass as he watched with a satisfied grin the girl getting more annoyed by the second just at the sight of his smooth lips almost reaching the tips of his ears. She roughly brushed her hands over her dirtied clothes, getting off the few strands of grass on her shirt and pants before making her way toward the teen, slightly struggling because of the slight slant of the hill.

"What's your problem?! Look at my clothes!" The girl didn't exactly yell, but her voice was loud enough to echo slightly in the park. Gojo at those words did not move a single muscle and only kept on staring at her with a grin, satisfied with the consequences of his actions. This girl absolutely looked ridiculous. He really enjoyed this situation.

"What about them? It's not like they made you look better." Scoffed the Jujutsu sorcerer as he enjoyed watching the reaction of the girl who he didn't even know the name of, but it's not like he cared. He just wanted her to go away so he didn't have to see her ever again. The white-haired teen laughed at the offended look she had on her face and it only encouraged him to continue.