This man...his the literal embodiment of a child. Before you could speak up, someone did it for you. " are you objecting my order again Satoru?" Yaga stood his ground
In these situations you stayed quiet and hoped after you could sort things later. Gojo sighed and leaned back on his chair. He glanced at you for a brief moment before turning back to the teacher
" as I was saying, the mission will be in a week so you can prepare...and since Gojo always ruins it for everyone, it looks like we will be writing the rules of being a sorcerer 100 times" Yaga wasted no time and flipping his book and writing the rules
Everyone groaned in exhaustion and blamed it on Gojo's name. You on the other hand had one hand on your forehead. It's going to be a long day
——— LATER
" damn! my hand" you heard your classmate murmur as you exited the classroom. You massage your wrist without complains before a hand reached your shoulder
You turn around and meet a brown haired girl. " [y/n] right? Don't worry about Gojo, his a whiner" the girl sensed your troubles
" can you tell I hate him already?" You merely say as a joke
" well he is...insufferable." The girl sighed, accompanying you down the hall. " my name is Shoko by the way, you seemed lonely and I'm dying to make more friends" Shoko expressed through sighs
" cigarette?" Shoko showed you a box as you reached outdoors
You decline the offer, " I don't smoke". You watch as Shoko lights the cigarette and brings it to her lips
" i didn't know your allowed to smoke here" those words slipped your lips without much thought
Shoko stops to look at you, " it's not allowed but I do it anyway... no one can stop me" Shoko explained. You listened intently and shrugged, enjoying the only few seconds of peace you had
" I like your necklace" Shoko was the first to notice
" oh really? Thank you" you smile, touching the pendant around your neck. " where did you get it?" Shoko had to ask
