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love. SATORU GOJO : THE NIGHT BEFORE

 SATORU GOJO : THE NIGHT BEFORE

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━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

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Your friend, Utahime, was all sorts of weird. Firstly, she'd randomly burst into song or force you to dance with her—especially when you two go out for karaoke. Secondly, she'd bring up all sorts of embarrassing phases you went through.

It was absolutely excruciating when she did so—but you were able to make up for it as you made the dams remakes about her.

Lastly, she'd talk about things you never knew jack about and expected you to know. Like today, for instance.

You stopped by her office to drop off a couple of things: a coffee and some bread you managed to get your hands on when you went to a bakery.

It was supposed to be a quick stop but the said woman didn't let you enter and leave so easily. Utahime leaned on her desk, looking at you with a raised brow, "Did you get my note?"

You didn't recall ever getting a note. Unless she was talking about the note you got pranked with that was taped to your back a couple of weeks ago. "What note? I don't remember."

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. // SATORU GOJO // holdWhere stories live. Discover now