The Worst School Ever

Friends?

Gojos eyes fluttered at the sound of the morning bells ringing. Small bags formed under his eyes, and tears stained his cheeks. Even though his back feels much better, it doesn't mean he is mentally better. Last night was horrible for him. Every time he closed his eyes he saw the same picture. Toji, the guy who beat him up, pinned Sukuna to the bed and said something to make him blush. If it wasn't for Uraume's help he knows he would have done something bad. All the bad and negative thoughts about Uraume left after seeing how kind they can be. Gojo signed before closing his eyes again. Not wanting to start the day yet.

Gojo was sitting on the side of the bottom bunk leaning into Sukunas face. They were only inches apart. He held onto the pink-haired man's thigh as support. He could feel the hot breath of the others on his red blush lips. His red cold eyes softened as he looked into his. Their cheeks burned red as they stared into each other's eyes.

"I'm always here for you. You know that right, Sukuna?" He said it softly and batted his long white eyelashes. He leaned in and rested his head on Sukna's frozen yet warm body. Frozen is in shock at what his friend is doing. Gojo could hear his heart beating faster and faster the more he pressed his head into his chest. Gojo got up next to his ear and whispered something in it that made the pink-haired face turn red. "Will you be my-"

"GOJO WAKE UP!" Junpei yelled out as he grabbed onto the white hair boy's blanket, yanking it off of him and exposing his body to the cold morning air. Gojo shot up with a tomato-like face. Lucky for him each room has tall ceilings. 'What the hell was that? Why am I having thoughts like that? It must be because of what happened. It's not like I actually feel that way.' Gojo breathed in and out before looking over at the confused Junpei.

"I'm up! I'm up!" Gojo yelled before snatching the blanket back from Junpei's hands. Junpei looked at him confused before crossing his arms and resting his head on them, laying his head on Gojos matrise.

"What's wrong with you? You are normally the first one awake and you come back much later with another white hair friend. You toss and turn in your sleep and mumble a lot. Are you good?" Junpei said softly before quickly climbing down. Seeing Gojos foot aiming straight at his face. He barely got out of the way from being kicked.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." He said before jumping off the bed to get ready for the day. His morning wasn't anything special. Got changed, cleaned up his room while listening to the radio then went to breakfast to eat. Even though he was doing those things his head was in clouds. All he could think about was that short dream he had. What was he about to say? What makes things worse is that he has to spend about 6 hours with him until lunch. Oh, today's gonna be a long day.

Once he made it into the classroom he saw Sukuna hunch over drawing his notebook again. Biting on the end of the eraser thinking about what he should change or add. He wishes he could see his finished pieces but he never gets the chance to. The memory flashes into his head of what happened last night making him flustered. He sat down in his assigned seat and looked the other way. Not wanting any eye contact with his pink-haired classmate.

Sweat dripped down from his forehead feeling the heater was blasting because of how cold it was outside. He took off his suit jacket resting it on the chair and went back to ignoring Sukuna. A minute passed by before he felt a finger go up his back, trailing his spine. Gojo sat up quickly and looked over at the nonchalant boy next to him.

"WHAT THE HELL?! What's wrong with you?!" Gojo yelled and pushed away Sukuna's hand in the process.

"Your back, It's better now." He said calmly before grabbing onto his shoulders and squeezing them. Gojo blushed at the pressure and that Sukunas hands were on his shoulder. He looked over at Sukuna with a confused face before hearing a sigh escaping his lips. "Think of this as a sorry for what happened yesterday. He wanted to pull a prank on you. He's normally chill. Mahito must have paid him to do that."

"Stop it. Not in class at least." Gojos face turned red at how good the back massage was until Sukuna squeezed tightly. His eyes closed as he just let him do his thing. Not really sure why but since they were in the back and no one was looking he allowed him to touch his back. "Does this make us friends?" Gojo looked back at the red-eyed boy. His cheeks turned slightly red but turned back to normal.

"Whatever you want, brat," Sukuna said slowly before going back to his seat, looking away from Gojo. Gojo notices this strange reaction but lets it go. Happy to finally be friends with the person he has been eyeing since day one. Gojo poked his arm but Sukuna ignored. It took many pokings for the boy to turn around but with an angry expression. Glaring at him to just spit out whatever he wants to say.

"What's with the strange eyepatch? It covers half of your face. You think you look cool like that?" Gojo snickered seeing the boy's facial expression getting angrier with each word. He grabbed onto Gojos bandage and a broken nose which made him cry out in pain. Trying to push Sukunas arm away but failed.

"I thought your social skills were bad but not this bad. Didn't anyone teach you to not ask personal questions when first meeting someone?" When he finished speaking he let go of his nose. Gojo rubbed it so the pain would go down.

"I could say the same thing about you. Coming up behind someone and touching all up on their back. If I didn't know better I would have thought you're a creep." Gojo said as he leaned on his right hand that was propping his head up from the table. He almost stared into the boy's eyes before his eyes wandered off to his piercings. "Why so many piercings?" Sukuna looked at him for a second before closing his eyes and looking away.

"I like them. It makes people not get near me, which I like. So why did you dye your hair white and put contacts on?" Sukuna said as he put up his sketchbook with colored pencils. Gojo just laughed at his comment before closing his eyes.

"Well, I am albino. I got it from my father's side. I wish I could wash it off like dye."

"I see now so you're trying to look normal, how boring. At least you're interesting to look at." Sukuna said before stopping after realizing the implications of what he just said. He looks back to see a big closed eye smile imprinted on Gojos's face, making him look like a frog in the process.

"Ohh~ you like me? You know I enjoy being praised like that." Gojo opens his eyes to give him a smirk. In return Sukuna grabbed onto his nose, squeezing it tightly.

"Shut up."

Hey, so this is a short chapter I wanted to write. Hope y'all like it. Think of this like filler. 

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