Y/n Goji, a student from New World High in the States transfer to Jujutsu High in Japan due to her parent's demands. Despite her objections she has no choice but to abide by her parent's orders. One year. That's all she needed to hold off for. With...
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A few months had passed since the incident in the Casino. Getting over the disappointment of Rintarou was rather quick and easy. You honestly expected the worse from him and truth be told it, he did just that.
You thought everything would be peaceful after that but you were most certainly wrong. You still had a thorn on your side, Eren. The bastard had returned from his mission with a new mission in mind the moment he found out you and Suna had broken up.
Everywhere you were, there he was trying to get your attention. It was honestly bothersome but so satisfying to watch. You had that evil side of you, watching a man like him trip over his own feet to win your favor. Shit, maybe you were like Sukuna.
You blinked owlishly, snapping yourself out of your daze. You looked down at the notes in front of you, you were still in class.
"We should go to dinner together later tonight." Eren said scooting himself closer to you. Your eye twitched with irritation as you slid away from him.
"No." Your voice was sharp, immediately shutting down his attempts. You could hear him groan in irritation, he was growing tired of your constant rejection. Honestly you were surprised he didn't stop years ago.
Class was dismissed and you didn't waste a minute to get out of those doors. Your classes were done for the day and you didn't have class for the rest of the week.
You decided to head to the dorms for a quick power nap before heading off to the lab. Of course you never made it back to your dorm.
You stop dead in your tracks when you noticed a cherry red 2012 Lexus LFA parked near the curb. Memories of the time you spent with Sukuna in his car flashed in your head. Most of them sweet, bittersweet. You didn't realize how long you were staring until the car door opened revealing the man himself.
His tall frame hunched over the door, sunglasses on the bridge of his nose as he looked over at you with his crimson eyes. A large smirk painted his face. He wore a black button up that wasn't fully buttoned up, showing off his muscular frame and tattoos.
"You're going to keep drooling over there or are you getting in?" He teased.
Your lips pressed into a thin line and you scoffed. Your legs taking you straight towards the car, he made his way over to the passenger side, opening the door for you as you continued to glare at him.
"Does your fiancée know you like to sneak around?" You asked in a snippy tone.
He raised a brow, a cocky grin as he drove off. "We aren't sneaking around unless you want to, that is."
