it starts off with gojo— of course it does.
he's sipping his disgustingly sweet caramel-chocolate frappuccino, legs kicked onto the coffee table next to nanami. the blond refrains from saying anything for once simply because gojo paid for his own cup of black coffee.
"they're really cute. i dig it." he says, out of the blue.
nanami pauses. and rewinds.
"itadori and megumi. they have some thing going on between them, right?" gojo's grinning as if he knows something nanami doesn't, but all the ex-salaryman does is sigh.
"what in the world would make you reach that conclusion?"
"have you seen them together?"
"you're projecting, gojo. there isn't anything between them. there cannot be."
gojo scoffs. "and why not?"
nanami pushes his glasses up his nose. "itadori is obviously in a relationship with kugisaki."
the white-haired man gawks at nanami for a second.
"i-what? no way." he rolls his eyes. "you're not looking properly, nanami! itadori and megumi are definitely-"
another voice coughs. "itadori and megumi are what? i told you to stop gossiping about the students, gojo."
shoko plops down between the two, filling the gap nanami always insists on keeping between him and gojo.
"i was just telling nanami about how those two are totally dating. don't you agree?" he leans back on the couch, blue leather matching his eyes.
its shoko's turn to scoff. "what? no way!"
nanami nods. "thats what i told him. itadori and kugisaki seem to be involved."
the brunette woman shakes her head, exasperated. "no, you both are wrong. fushiguro and kugisaki are together. its right in front of us."
both men just stare at her, and then cue a long pause.
gojo shakes his head first, hard. "no, you guys! i walked into megumi and yuuji literally cuddling on the dorm room couch when i walked in unannounced last week! and i keep seeing megumi buy weird horror games on my card that he'd never play, so they're definitely gifts for his boyfriend!"
nanami traces the rim of his mug. "kugisaki and itadori head to central tokyo almost every weekend together to shop. its practically a date. and ive spotted the girl wearing sweaters that are far too large and too covered in graphics to be hers."
finally, shoko taps the coffee table. "no, its definitely kugisaki and fushiguro. i see them leaving the campus on walks every other evening. and those sweaters are definitely fushiguro's and definitely not covered in graphics but rather in emo band references!"
"well— one of us has to be right! they're teenagers. teenagers mess around." gojo grumbles.
"those three are always sandwiched together. its difficult to identify any romance between two of them."
nanami hums in agreement to her, and takes a sip of his coffee.
a second later, yaga walks into the room, beelining for the cabinet on the other side. all three straighten up, almost instinctually, even though they're now literally adults and graduated from being his students almost a decade ago.
he glances at them, and then grunts. "what are you three up to?"
"we're gossiping." gojo sticks his tongue out. yaga ignores him.
"about what? clan drama? the higher ups?"
"nothing of real interest." shoko hums. "we're trying to figure out which of our new batch of first years are dating."
yaga shakes his head. "gossipmongers. and what conclusion have you come to?"
"well, i think its megumi and itadori, nanami thinks—"
yaga pauses and chuckles, voice as gruff as usual.
"what? you think two of them are dating each other?"
they just stare at him dumbly.
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