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Chapter 14 | Blame Ovulation

Mr. Gojo remains sulking in his seat, the consequence of his actions showing in the results. His eyes glancing over to you every now and then.

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After the meeting, you and Mr. Gojo both say goodbye to Mr. Nakamura and leave his classroom. As you walk back to your class, he keeps pace beside you after exiting the classroom, his long legs easily matching your pace as he walks alongside you through the hallway. You start to feel your annoyance grow again as you glance at him out of the corner of your eye.

He glances over at you, noticing the brief glance you gave him. He can't help but feel a bit satisfied at the fact that you at least acknowledged his presence, even if it was just a quick look. "You know, Teach, no need to act like you don't enjoy my company," He teases, a smug smile tugging at his lips, back to his usual annoying self.

He's like a parasite to your side, always wanting to be next to you. "Why are you basically attaching yourself to me?"

He acts surprised at the suggestion that he's attached himself to you, but he knows he's been basically sticking by your side like a magnet. "I'm not 'attaching' myself to you. I'm just walking in the same direction," He replies, pointing to his classroom across from yours..

Well, he is right... Your classes are in front of each other.

You huff as you don't say anything since he's right and you hate that he is.

His smirk deepens, knowing that he's right. He loves how frustrated it makes you that his classroom is across the hall from yours.

He walks a little closer to you, his shoulder almost brushing against yours as he continues to stride alongside you. "What, does it bother you that I'm walking with you?" He teases, his voice slightly taunting.

You lean away as you scowl a bit. "Ugh, what do you want?"

He leans a bit closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "What do I want? I just want some of your attention, Teach."

He looks over at you as he speaks, his eyes locking onto your features for a moment. He's silently admiring you, the way your eyes seem to narrow in frustration and your lips purse in annoyance. He can't help but find the sight of you irked by him attractive, but he pushes that thought away, focusing on continuing to rile you up.

"Is it too much to ask? Just a little bit of your time?" He continues, his voice teasing yet slightly seductive.

You slowly move away, trying to get away from him. He lets out a soft chuckle, his smirk still in place as he watches you move away. He finds your attempt to create space between you amusing and endearing all at once.

He immediately closes the gap again, not giving you any room whatsoever as he continues walking beside you, his shoulder brushing against yours again. "Oh, come on, Teach. Why are you so hell bent on avoiding me?" He teases.

You ignore him as you get to your classroom. As you attempt to walk towards your classroom, he suddenly grabs your wrist and pulls you back to him, stopping you from going into your classroom.

"Hey!" You exclaim, stumbling a bit from his unexpected pull. You try to pull your wrist out of his grip.

He grins as he feels you try to pull away from his grip, his hold on your wrist growing firm. "Oh no, you're not going anywhere just yet," He retorts in a low tone, pulling you a bit closer to him, your bodies almost touching now.

You scowl as you look up at him. "Ugh, what?"

His smirk drops as he becomes serious, looking down at you. "So, are you gonna agree to my proposal?" He asks, his voice usually serious.