𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓇 | Gojo SatoruxOC

𝟥𝟪-𝒦𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝒾

I don't understand him! What's his deal? Does he enjoy playing with other people's feelings? 

I bit my lower lip. Just yesterday, he covered my legs up , and then later, when I thought I might try again, he rejected me by simply grabbing another blanket!

 I felt so humiliated. He got what he wanted and then turned his back on me. I stabbed my fork into my plate, fuming. He looked up while swallowing. We were sitting across from each other, eating breakfast. The sausage on my plate made me imagine cutting his dick to pieces out of sheer frustration. I think he got the message because his eyes widened, and he quickly looked away.

 I gritted my teeth, stood up, and stormed out of the estate. It hurt so much to be treated this way. 

I have no family left! My mother died about two weeks ago! Mori, who pretends to be my father, is somewhere plotting a plan! 

Tears threatened to spill over. 

And he treats me like this right now?! Seriously?! I could destroy something.

I didn't even know where I was heading, but I needed to get away from the estate. The memories of the attack would sometimes resurface.

Yuji came towards me with two ice creams in his hands. "Kanna-sensei!"

 I slowed my pace until I nearly stopped. He waved the ice creams happily, and I forced a smile. We sat on the steps, and he handed me one. I grinned at him.

 "Was this meant for someone?"

He shook his head. "No, both were for me, but when I saw you, I thought, why not?"

I looked at the chocolate soft serve and smiled. It warmed my heart a bit. "Thank you, Yuji."

He looked surprised, then laughed and scratched his neck. "Hahaha, no problem!" 

I ruffled his hair, smiling. I licked my ice cream and found it so delicious that I wanted to devour it. Yuji got a brain freeze and winced, making me laugh.

Suddenly, a voice I had never heard before echoed, causing a rush of anxiety and making my heart race. The ice cream melted down my hand. 

Sukuna's voice rang out, "Enjoy it while you can!..."

I swallowed hard. Yuji slapped the side of his face. "Oh, sorry, sometimes he just speaks out."

I looked at him dumbfounded and moved closer to inspect him. 

Sukuna's mouth twisted into a dangerous grin. "Don't look at me like that, you brat..."

I clapped my hands in fascination and shoved my ice cream into his mouth. Yuji was startled by my action, and I only became more excited. 

Sukuna spat the ice cream out. "Yuck!" His tone became very threatening. "You're the one who clings to Gojo Satoru, aren't you?"

I looked at him confused, feeling a tightness in my chest.

 Yuji was annoyed. "Get lost already!"

Sukuna's voice softened. "I'll kill you before him."

I swallowed, intrigued. "You can leave me alone. I can't even handle grade 3 curses at the moment."

Yuji burst into laughter, and I lightly slapped his head, laughing. Sukuna vanished, but the uneasy feeling lingered, making it hard to breathe. I spent the rest of the day with Yuji. 

He was so sweet... I trained and honed my skills, getting better and better.

Walking down the path, my hands behind my back, it was getting colder. I stared at the ground, deep in thought. I accidentally bumped into someone. A young man with kind, dark black eyes, his hair parted like in K-dramas, and dressed like a student. I only then noticed that I had spilled coffee on him.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed.

He scratched his neck shyly. "N-no, it's really okay!"

I pulled out a tissue and dabbed at the area on his chest. I took a step back. "Please, let me wash your shirt or at least buy you a coffee!"

He swallowed hard. "No, really, it's fine!"

He looked incredibly handsome, but not as striking as my bastard husband, whose dangerous aura I could feel even from here, watching me from somewhere. I grinned broadly. Time to provoke him...

I stepped closer, placing a hand on the young man's chest. He gasped sharply. 

I looked at him intensely. "Please, I insist!"

He hesitated. "Alright... a coffee then. We can get to know each other better."

I smiled. We exchanged contact information and arranged to meet tomorrow. My grin grew even wider. 

Gojo, please die of jealousy... I walked home happily.

I came home feeling happy and flopped onto the sofa. He happened to be home as well. 

That's what I mean! He shows interest, but when I try to approach him, he disappears! 

His loss, honestly, if he lets someone like me slip away. I scoffed. 

He settled onto the single couch to my left. 

He was reading a book titled "How to Cover Up Murders."

 I stared at him, dumbfounded. 

He can't be serious... He drives me crazy.

Shaking my head in disbelief, I walked towards the bedroom and lay down.