That boy is mine (Gojo x reader)

Chapter 1

Every morning, something about this man that wouldn't flicker even in the face of death, a death that won't touch him even within an inch.

Ethereal is what she called him. Hair so white it shines like a silver of a diamond, something about him that attracts her eyes like no other.

She knew he was the eye candy of many, an object of desires for many hearts. Man or woman wouldn't matter, all that would matter was him gazing upon them.

She would chuckle every time she would catch another soul drooling over his oozing charm, his smugness that would hide under the guise of stupidity. Every soul of the sorcery world knew he was strong, he wouldn't bat an eye to flaunt it. But just be an idiot for the people he liked. His students could mistake him for a himbo who was blessed with beautiful looks, even they knew though- he could kill a bitch with a flick of his fingers if he so desires.

She knew that, they knew that, his enemies knew that and- he knew that. Those beautiful eyes that hid under the wraps of darkness could see so clearly. Even the barrier of cloth over his eyes won't be able to hide the mole that hides so conveniently under her breast, for he could see all. He was obnoxious, unbearable and utterly insufferable but something about the way he could see through everything, swipe his fingers to take a life with cold logic if needed, how he would laugh like a maniac in the thrill of the moment. How his indifference to the fate of the world didn't tickle a feather on his skin, how the mention of his loved one would cause scowl on those finely shaped brows....

Surprisingly though, those who ogled at his divine glory didn't know. They didn't know the way his chest heaved when he was fatigued, the way his eyes would wander into the nothingness of the view, how his words would carry riddles to solve, how his stupid jokes carried hidden meaning of his pain, waiting to be solved.

They didn't know. They won't know. Like she used to not know. But she knows now because- he was hers to have. He was untouchable to the world, unbearably so but for her? He was a want, a need, an obsession. She was addicted to the little flickers in his mask, to the smiles that often curves up in a smirk of confidence.

Maddening. That's what she called it. To breathe in the same air as him, to be the reason for his laughter, to be the ear he would turn to when in need of some listening. It was not normal, she was aware. This Pandora's box that she held close to her heart, to stuff in these unholy feelings from everyone. Waiting for the right time to give up, for she knew his gaze would never fall on her.

Or- finally go insane. Be the madman she always was.

If he can't be mine, I'll force him to be.

"Stop staring. You're going to burn a hole into his skull."

The blond man warned her, his golden hair shining like strands of miracles under the sunlight. He adjusted the fit of his tie, loosening it. It was summer after all, no one wants to be suffocated under the grip of ethics and neatness. Not even Nanami Kento would want that.  She couldn't help but chuckle at his comment. Tucking the black strand of her curls behind her ear. Sucking on the plastic straw of her orange juice, she let out a refreshed exhale. "It's not like he already doesn't know that my eyes are always following wherever he is." Turning to lean her back on the railing, she faced Nanami. His hair nearly slicked back and odd green glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was a professional, if it was within his working hours, he will always be in his best shape. Ready to work and give the best quality of results. If Y/n didn't have eyes for this sweet-toothed snowman, she would definitely love to be with someone like Nanami.

Admiring doesn't count as cheating. Relax.

After all, she would have to give credit where it was due. "If he already knows, why does he behave like he doesn't know?"