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You were walking down the hallway, mindlessly holding a stack of cursed weapons in your arms, when you noticed Megumi staring at you. At first, you didn’t think much of it. Maybe he just happened to have his eyes on you? 

But then, his gaze slowly drifted down to your neck, and then quickly shot back up to meet your eyes.

"Y/N..." he said, His voice sounded genuinely worried. "You, uh… You got something on your neck."

You froze in your tracks. Your hands instinctively dropped the weapons and went to your neck, feeling them in for any sort of thing--Cockroach? Dirt? Cursed spirit?

Your heart skipped a beat when you realized what it could be. 

A giant, reddish-purple hickey.

You felt the heat rising to your face as you slowly processed the situation.

"Uh..." You muttered incoherent words, trying to think about what to say to the spiky haired boy, already feeling the embarrassment crawling up your neck.

Megumi raised an eyebrow, clearly trying to figure out how to even address it. "Is that..… a bruise?"

You didn't even notice that you were holding your breath. You sighed to try to relax your nerves and gave him a reluctant nod. "Yeah... It’s, uh, nothing." You said, trying to sound nonchalant, though you were definitely far from it.

And of course, that’s when your annoying loud ass teacher decided to appear around the corner, grinning like the mischievous idiot that he was. He glanced at you, then at Megumi, he then had to do a double take at your neck. 

It didn’t take long for him to let out a teasing gasp.

"Whoa, is that a hickey?!" He said loudly, feigning ignorance. You could feel your blood getting cold at the sight of his grin starting to stretch across his face. Shit, maybe blood was starting to drain from your face. "Y/N, I didn’t know you had that kind of… Relationship with Inumaki-kun."

Your stomach flipped, looking at Gojo in pure horror. "Sensei....." You grumble, trying to cover the mark with your hand as if it would make the situation go away. "It’s not like that!"

But Gojo wasn’t having it. His grin only grew wider as he leaned in, his hand on his chin, clearly enjoying every second of your embarrassment. "No, no, I need details. When did this happen? Was it a late-night training session, or maybe an early morning sparring match?" He said in a playful tone, the lilt and shift in his tone making you want to sprint and run the fuck away. "Tell me, Y/N. What’s the deal with Toge?"

You rolled your eyes as you bent down on your knees to pick up the weapons you dropped, "Please shut up, Sensei."

Megumi, who had been silently watching the whole exchange, was now looking at you with an expression of pure confusion. "Wait, you’re telling me... Inumaki-senpai did this? Through that way?" His voice had an edge of disbelief.

You gave a defeated sigh and nodded as you stood up straight again, covering your eyes with one hand, as if you're being blinded by bright lights. You looked way too comical right now. "Yeah... I didn’t think it would last until today." You muttered, feeling your face start to get hotter by the second under their gaze. The blood is back, thank goodness. You thought you were gonna faint. You had no idea the hickey was gonna be very visible, even with the jujutsu high jacket on.

Gojo was already laughing, holding his stomach. "Wow, this is priceless! Toge? Really?" He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, he doesn't even know where to start. "Didn’t know he had it in him. Guess he’s got game after all."

You stomped your foot, practically wishing you could melt into the floor. This wasn’t how you’d planned to spend your afternoon, especially with your neck now being a topic of discussion.

Then, as if the universe hated you, Toge appeared around the same corner where Gojo came from, his usual calm, collected self. You watched him carefully, his eyes softening at the sight of your face.

However, his gaze quickly flicked to your neck, his eyes widening at the sight and face turning to an alarming shade of pink, noticing that Megumi and Satoru were both around and it seems it was very much the topic in the damn area.

"Konbu?" He greeted in his usual soft voice, his hand raised slightly to say "Hi".

Only you could see the utter horror in his face, and somehow, that made you feel even more embarrassed. You gave him a sympathetic look, trying to signal that it wasn’t his fault, but it was obvious he was struggling to find the words.

Gojo, of course, took that moment to pounce. "So, this is the mysterious Toge, huh? I didn’t know you were so..." He made a show of looking at Toge’s flustered expression, "...intense."

Inumaki shifted uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck. "Shake....." He muttered under his breath, clearly trying to apologize without being too awkward.

"Shake? really? That’s the best you got, buddy?" Gojo teased, clearly enjoying this way too much. 

You threw a katana to Gojo's way, but it only dropped to the floor because of his limitless technique. Damn.

All of your eyes then shift to Megumi, who’d been silently observing, but flinched when you hurled the weapon. He now looked at both you and Toge. he gulped, suddenly feeling pressured as he doesn't know what to say under all of your gazes. "Uh... i don’t get it. Inumaki-senpai? Really? I've always thought you were, uh, well, the innocent type."

You could feel the tension in the air thicken as everyone waited for Toge to say something back, but instead, he just blinked rapidly and fidgeted with his hands, clearly at a loss for how to deal with the situation. You walked to him and reached out to place a gentle pat on his arm, trying to ease the tension. "Don’t worry about it, Toge. it’s okay," You said softly, giving him a small, reassuring smile--which quickly vanished when you turned your head to look at your teacher with a scowl, frown so deep, it looked like you were an evil entity. Inumaki tapped your shoulder twice, as if telling you to calm down. he could tell you were about to literally bite the annoying white haired man like a rabid animal.

Gojo, of course, wasn’t done yet. "I’m definitely telling everyone about this," He said with a gleam in his eye. quickly pulling out his phone, he took a few pictures of your neck. "This is too good to keep to myself."

"Gojo Satoru..." You muttered under your breath as you pulled your jacket's sleeve up, your hand curled into a fist, ready to fight your teacher.

The rest of the day was a blur of you chasing around gojo, trying to attack him, while adjusting your scarf to hide the mark.

Toge did his best to avoid eye contact with everyone, after seeing that your dumb teacher sent the picture of your neck to the jujutsu high group chat. 

[12:00 PM] The strongest (and hottest) sorcerer: guys.... look at the bruise that inumaki-kun gave y/n

[12:01 PM] Crybaby womanizer: so intense inumaki!!

[12:02 PM] Wild animal: (sends a pic of u chasing gojou on the field) it's war here Yuta, u're missing out

[12:02 PM] Takada-chan's husband: INUMAKI!! i am so proud of you

It was chaotic, everyone teased Toge about it while you were busy fighting your teacher all around the place. The principal, Yaga, even joined in on all the mayhem, yelling and asking Gojo to fight you fair and square, no cursed techniques for him only. Of course you were allowed to use everything you can to fight him.

Somehow, though, you realized it wasn’t as bad as you thought.

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