(Author: Heyyy how are yall doing ;D Nothing rlly to say here enjoy <3)
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"Come with me." The man ordered in a grave tone.
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A pair of sky-blue eyes scanned the swarm of students exiting from the school entrance, searching for any sign of cherry blossom pink.
The whitehead was leaning against a tree outside the school entrance, holding his closed phone while glancing around the school entrance. Using his height to his advantage, his eyes darted across the sea of students, hoping to spot the pinkette. Humming, Gojo checked the time on his phone.
3:25 pm.
Gojo, who was tapping his foot on a stepping stone, imagined the pinkette running out from the school entrance, greeting him with a welcoming wave and a heartwarming beam. The tall man found himself grinning just from the thought of it.
3:35 pm.
As the crowd thinned out, Gojo found distress building up within him. "Where is Yuji-kun? He doesn't seem like the type to ditch people." Gojo thought, fumbling.
Maybe he's just late?
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Yuji found himself getting dragged down the hallway by the boy with jagged hair, by the wrist. He could feel bruises forming from the other's tight grip.
The pinkette hesitated, but then finally spoke up, flashing a nervous smile, "Hey, um- where are you taking me?"
The latter glared daggers at Yuji, making the poor boy shut his mouth. The pinkette felt the grip on his wrist tighten, making him wince from pain. Usually, Yuji would just break free with his superhuman strength, but to his surprise, this man was even stronger than him.
Whatever place the latter was taking him, Yuji hoped that it was not far away from the school entrance. He didn't want his newly-made friend Gojo to wait for too long, of course, if he even bothered to wait.
Why would he even wait for me? I'm probably just one of his thousands of friends. I bet when I get back he's already gone home with some of his buddies.
Yuji's heart drooped at the thought. Why was he even so upset? They've just met. They aren't close or anything. For some reason, that white-head appeared in almost every single thought of his this afternoon...
slam
Yuji snapped back into reality when the man with red eyebags barged into an unavailable men's bathroom, dragging Yuji along with him. Yuji eyed the man nervously as the man slammed the door shut, trapping himself and the pinkette inside. Yuji could see the fury and hatred in the man's wine-colored eyes, and it sent a shiver down his spine.
"So you're the one that beat up Kechizu and Eso. Monster!" The man hissed, getting into a fight stance. "I will avenge you, brothers!"
Eh?
Yuji froze, confused. Beat his brothers? When did I beat up his brothers?!
The man threw a punch at the pinkette, barely missing his face as the boy was fast to react. The pinkette dodged, jumping away from another fist that aimed at his stomach. Yuji stumbled back, hitting his spine on the sharp edge of the washbasin. The pinkette bit his lip from the immense pain in his back. "Wait! I think there's a misunderstanding!" he shouted as he blocked the latter's fists with his palm.
"Impossible. You're the only one with short, pink hair and a fit body from this school." The man spat, successfully landing a punch on the boy who grew stunned for a second.
Yuji rolls on the ground. His left hand covered the bruised patch on his face while his right hand pushed himself up. After struggling a bit but eventually standing up, the pinkette sees the man throw another punch, which he blocks with both of his arms stuck together, forming a shield. Wincing in pain, the boy ducks, barely avoiding the man's kick, then grabs the man's left arm and slams him on the ground, pinning the latter on the ground with his knee.
"Does the guy that beat your brothers up, by any chance, have tattoo strips all over his face?"
The scowling man underneath the pinkette froze, then furrowed his brows together, thinking.
"Yes- but I thought that was a mistake because you don't have tatto-"
"That's my brother," Yuji interrupts. "Make sure you find the right guy before you try to beat him up."
The man with red eyebags stopped scowling, and then looked away from the pinkette. "sorry" he mumbled, "didn't know there was someone else with pink hair."
Yuji sighed, standing up. "But I doubt you can beat my brother, he's a devil." The pinkette reached out a hand, offering to help the man up. "Yuji Itadori by the way, nice (Author: I don't think so) to meet you."
"Choso," Choso replied, grabbing Yuji's hand. "Also, tell me what class your brother's in. I swear I will avenge Kechizu and Eso."
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4:12 pm
Gojo's eyes widened when he found the panting, slightly bruised boy in the hallway. The pinkette's hair was messy, and his left cheek which he was covering with his left hand was swollen. Without hesitating, the white-head ran towards the boy, who had sat down next to the lockers. Kneeling down to check his face, Gojo noticed that his left wrist was bruised and swollen as well.
"Who did this." The taller one breathed out, shocked.
Yuji forced out a smile, ignoring the pain that his back was sending off. "Ah, it's nothing. Got into a little fight, that's all. Not a big deal!"
Gojo's face darkened, his eyes were cold and furious. "Who. Did. This." He repeated, this time lowering the tone of his voice, and for a second Yuji thought that Gojo was going to murder Choso's whole family.
"Gojo, it's ok," Yuji said, patting the taller man on his shoulder. "C'mon, we both need to go home."
Gojo examined Yuji again, then met his eyes, the whitehead's worried ones with the pinkette reassuring ones.
The taller man sighed after a while. "Fine, but I'll call a cab. You're not walking home like that." The pinkette chuckled but immediately started wincing from the pain on his face. "Yeah, I think so too."
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(Author: AHHHHH I'm so bad at writing fight scenes forgive me pls 😭😭😭 Also this chapter has over a thousand words >:0 Anyways rmb to vote and comment it rlly helps <3)
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