ISSUES | GOJO. S

5

"missing your good intentions, missing you from a distance, hope you did the same, i know that i caused a problem, know that i left you livid, pushed you far away"

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NARRATOR

The scene that unfolded on the field has Yaga-sensei worried. Although he knew Gojo could easily handle it. He was still worried and was now hesitant on letting Y/N get a job here. Yaga-san sighed walking away from the large windows that overlooked the field from his office.

...

Soon, the time came for Gojo to meet Y/N and while he didn't want to see her face, he was tired of the constant wanting to talk.

While he knew there was nothing to talk about. Yet he didn't understand why he didn't just stop it all in the first place. He wasn't sure why he let it happen.

A part of him missed her and the other half would rather choke then be next to her again. He would rather fight a grade one then be near her again. His body was repulsed her and it hurt that he didn't listen to his body as if that's what made him more curious to see what she says. It felt weird that this was happening yet here he was at local cafè located in the city of Sakuragaokacho. He was familiar with shibuya. Although this cafe looked very cozy.

Gojo was dressed in black pants, a gucci black fitted plain-t-shirt, that hugged his rugged exterior perfectly; and his all black prada boots. He recently bought a new pair and decided his old pair would be fine for getting roughed up. It was warm at night currently so he didn't bring a jacket with him.

For a moment he hesitated debating if this was right if this was something he wanted.

Although did he know what he wanted? Well
at the time of everything he wanted his—what would be his wife at this point in time to be with him. He wanted so much and it all seemed to blow up in his face, something even his six eyes couldn't pick up. His infinity couldn't save him from the crushing blow of immense heartbreak.

Still standing a few feet away from the innocent cafè he finally made his appearance. He didn't take time to really enjoy the cozy nature of the cafè as if out of no where he felt her cursed energy. It was small amount that was present but it was present nonetheless.

He walked over to the mahogany stained tables and sat on the opposite side of the table facing the entrance of the cafè.

Soon, the door made another jingle letting everyone know someone came in. The cold breeze giving a brief appearance. Y/N walked in. She still looked stunning he thought, although the feelings were long since buried inside him he couldn't help but compliment her. Not that he would say it out loud. Not like she needed to know but if someone looked good they looked good.

He shook his head out of his thoughts and watched as she easily spotted him and quickly with a sudden pep in step, sat down on opposite the empty seat facing Satoru. He sighed unapologetically and then he leaned towards her and said without any ounce of curiosity, "Speak," he paused for a second staring at the analog clock shaped like a coffee cup by the door. It read 6:40 PM by the time it was seven her time would be up, although the suggested time back the school was shorter he decided to humor her sudden need to bother him after two no– almost three years pass. "You have twenty minutes, make good use..."

Y/N gulped and suddenly she paused and thought carefully about to say. There was nothing that could honestly explain her cheating.