I tap Elaine's number on my phone and hold it up to my ear.
The phone rings...
And rings...
And rings...
She doesn't answer and I listen to her cheerful voice as she rattles off her voicemail message before I end the call with a sigh.
Odd. I truly expected her to pick up.
Not that we're like best friends or anything...but she's usually quick to respond.
I shoot her a text.
"hey, everything okay? i need to come grab Toji's tools from you sometime today."
I push my phone back into my pocket with another sigh. I'm tired. No surprises there.
The sky is clear and blue today and a cool breeze drifts through the late-summer air, ruffling the leaves on the trees gently. I close my eyes. I already want it to be fall. Each season makes me yearn for the next; it's like clockwork, like I can't help but hope the future will be better than the present.
It's a little trick I play on myself to hope for something that I put in no effort to achieve.
Cyclical and a bit depressing.
I wonder what Gojo and that woman are talking about in the café. I wonder why he had the audacity to come up to me just to call me his student and make me feel like an idiot.
I find that I can't stop wondering about him as I walk back to my apartment.
The truth is, I like that he came up to me at the café. I like that he was surprised to find that I have a brother and I'm glad Toji wasn't easy on him. Some sick part of myself is also glad that Toji knew something was up between me and Gojo.
I didn't love Toji's little analysis of Gojo's personality. That made me feel uneasy.
I'm bored back at my apartment.
It's impossible to focus on schoolwork but I don't feel like doing anything else either. I do some dishes, make my bed, straighten up the living room...but I still feel restless. It's like there's something tickling the back of my brain but I don't know what it is.
I call Elaine again and go to voicemail again.
I pull up Gojo's number next, staring at it numbly, my finger hovering over the "call" button.
Mind black, I tap it.
The first ring brings me back to reality and I jump, flinging the phone away from myself.
"Fuck!" I yell, then scramble to grab the phone. I frantically try to end the call, but before I can hit the red button, Gojo answers it.
"Hello?"
Eyes wide, I bring the phone up to my ear. "Hi..."
Silence.
"Everything...okay?" He sounds confused.
Honestly, same. I don't know what I'm doing.
"Yeah, I was just..." I search for something to say. "I was just gonna let you know that I won't be in class tomorrow."
"Oh..." He says, sounding even more confused. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I think I'm getting sick or something," I tell him, cringing.
"A cold? Do you have a fever?" Gojo asks. "I can pick up some medicine or food if you want me to."
"No, no, there's no need for that," I laugh. "Just gotta...get some rest or something."
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Failing For You - Gojo x Reader
FanfictionYou've just begun your fourth and final year at college. Exciting, right? Wrong. From boy troubles, to family drama, to drugs, sex, and all that, it's clear that senior year is going to be a wild ride. Close to losing your scholarships and messing...