|POLARITY| Gojo Satoru x Reader

8.

Gojo's POV

She disappeared after going to the infirmary. At least that's what Nanami and Shoko told me when I asked them about her. They both saw Yaga leave, but when Y/N didn't come out, they decided to leave. Shoko waited for her in the dorms, but she never came back. I didn't take her for a coward. I still don't. So why isn't she sitting behind me, scribbling away at her father's words? Ever since that happened, it's hard to pretend not to notice my friends' judgy looks or the way they avoid asking me about it, just giving me updates about the fact she hasn't been seen since. Whenever Yaga asks for attendance, he says her name with a smirk, always looking at me as he says it. 

I sigh, letting my face fall to the desk. It 's so confusing.

None of this makes sense.

My head comes up as my senses heighten, my six eyes can feel it, a presence approaching the door. Could it be?  I focus on it but it doesn't feel like her.The energy is too dark, on edge. It's almost like a curse is walking through the halls because of how ominous the energy feels.     

It can't be her.                                                                                                            

The door opens and my stomach drops as my eyes come up to find a girl. Is it her? I can't help it as I gulp. Maybe this is what people call guilt. No, is it fear? It is her. Her eyes are sunken into her skull, her clothes baggy on her. She is smaller, weaker, yet her energy. A shiver comes up my spine as her eyes dart to Yaga, she isn't looking at me but even I feel intimidated... Her eyes aren't dead today, they are wider than they should be, a menacing weight placed in whoever saw them.

My eyes go to Mr. Yaga and I notice it, the thin layer of sweat forming on his skin. I think he is scared too. Yet, he smiles. "That's a new record," he mumbles more to himself than the class. What does that mean?

Can't he see her state?                        

Y/N ignores the comment as she walks into the classroom, and I can feel it. Everyone can feel it. It's not like she has much cursed energy, but the feeling of it passing into the room gets everyone alert.

Y/N's eyes come to me, and I fight the urge to get into a defensive stance.  Why the hell do I feel the need to look away? I hold her stare even when it feels like i'm being weighed down by her glance. Why..? She looks like she would break if the wind blew on her, yet I can't shake this feeling that I should beware. I can feel the eyes of my friends on us.                          

She walks closer, and I do my best to hold her stare. Her eyes, her face, it's wrong. Her eye bags look fake with how purple and puffy they are. Her jaw clenches walking towards me, but as I'm sure she'll talk to me she looks back at her seat. I can't help the way I hold my breath as she passes by, sitting down.

Her presence behind me makes me feel smaller.                                                                                                    

Mr. Yaga chuckles as he sits at his desk. "Welcome back."                                                                               

Something is terribly wrong.    

Yaga struggles to get the attention back from our classmates as her on-edge energy exudes off of her. I feel like I have a gun pointed at me on my back, one that can shoot right through me. Suguru keeps giving me worried glances. But I am more focused on the fact I can hear she is holding her breath, her heartbeat slowing down. How does she do that? The energy shifts, almost like if being manipulated, almost.  My eyes focus on the space around me and the fact I can feel how it's gradually changing, the tension in the classroom relaxing as more time passes by.

The bell rings and class is over, finally. Y/n grabs her books and head towards the door like she usually does.

"Y/n!" Shoko calls out for her. "Where were you?"

She stops and turns around, but before she gets to answer Mr. Yaga approaches, passing an arm over her shoulders. "My little girl went back home. After what happened with Mr. Gojo here, I thought she could use a break... I guess she didn't enjoy it as much as I thought she would." He rubs Y/N's arm up and down as her jaw clenches. "I thought you would be home for at least a week like last time. You sure like to surprise me." He whispers something in Y/N's ear, and suddenly her eyes look empty again, the deep and rich color turning blurry and dark "Mr. Gojo, my daughter has something to say to you."

Its a faint smell, but its there. Blood?

"See you later, Y/n." Yaga leaves the classroom.

My eyes widen as she  comes closer and bows her head down to me. "Gojo Satoru... I'm sorry."

I expected anything but this.

"What are you doing? Lift your head." Shoko rushes to her side to raise her head, but she doesn't move.

"Raise it," I say. She inmediately looks up at me, her eyes a rich color again, I am not imagining it, they change. "Is that all you have to say?"

Her eyes look up at me with a tired expression. "I should have apologized properly when we bumped into eachother in the cafeteria, yet I just left. I guess that's why you got upset that day." I can see right through her, whatever she is saying isn't what she feels.

Two can play this game little crumb.

"I wanted to apologize to you too" I smile in the most innocent way I can. " What do you say we leave that in the past." . I can see right through you. What would you do if I pushed back a litttle? "Friends?" I put my hand out.

I hold back a grin at the way she nervously squeezes her hand shut before reaching out hers, the best part; her energy shifts before she touches me.

Idiot.

My limitless isn't even on.

Got you now.

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