𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑

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𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘.

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The drumming of Naomi's heart seemed to drown everything out.

With her hands clenched on her knees, the girl's chest heaved while she recollected herself. She crouched beside Gojo Satoru -who looked unaffected by the long distance sprint to the other side of the girls' school campus.

"What are you doing here?!"

At the sound of the Vessel's voice, instant relief soared through both Gojo and Shimizu.

Riko Amanai hadn't been taken or killed yet.

However, as soon as Riko's flustered words filled the chapel, the squeals of the other younger girls followed soon after.

"Riko! Is he your boyfriend?!"

"He's so tall for a high schooler!"

"Who's that girl? Is that his assistant or something?"

Naomi's eye twitched. She straightened out her back, then sent a dark glare to the girl who spoke last much to Gojo's amusement.

"N-No!" Riko covered her tomato red face. "H-He's my... my cousin! She... that girl's my uh- his girlfriend!"

The tiredness that once seeped through Shimizu Naomi's body instantly died out. Both classmates' eyes snapped up at the girl's blatant lie; but their reactions afterwards differed greatly.

Gojo's lips curled into a cocky little smirk as he pointedly stared at the dumbfounded girl beside him behind his circular shades. From behind her trimmed black hair, Naomi's cheeks lit up slightly. The girl turned her head away from his playful eyes that could pick her apart from a single glance.

"Show us your face!"

"Wow, he's so hot!"

The young girls practically climbed over each other to get a good look at the handsome white haired boy who bathed in the compliments they gave him. He always was a sucker for that. So, he obliged.

The teenaged boy stealthily slipped his glasses off, then sent a dazzling, mischievous smile directed at the drooling girls as if he were a supermodel.

Naomi huffed while trying to regain her composure.

"Don't get all full of yourself now," she began, crossing her arms to avoid the stares at her stinging purple fingers. They'd dulled down significantly, only stinging around her nail beds, but it was enough to concern the average person.

The boy's attention ripped away from the girls fawning over him, then he noticed the faint red tinting her cheeks.

Was it because she was still out of breath from running? Or... was it because she agreed with them?

Gojo certainly liked the idea of the latter, so, he decided to test it out.

"What, you don't think I'm good-looking?" Gojo asked while teasing poking and prodding at Naomi's cheek with his index finger. The girl's face grew redder by the second and she swatted his fingers away flusteredly.