special grade- returning to japan only to see new students! (gn!reader)
note: i saw this somewhere in my inbox and wrote it. extra long since i was away from writing. enjoy! (also i'm playing with colours.. what do we think?)
“you better have a good reason for bringing us all here!”
nobara yelled at the white-haired teacher. gojo satoru laughed and threw his arm around yuji for support. he took his time to gather all of his students to the open training grounds of the school. even yuuta okkotsu was present, arriving back from his long trip
“yahoo! gather gather! i have an announcement~!”, gojo called out to his students who groaned at his excitement
“today, you guys will meet one of my oldest student! your senior and my first ever student!”, gojo cheered
an awkward silence followed. everybody looked at the blindfolded sorcerer in confusion. a senior? everybody thought the second years were the seniors but it seemed like there was someone else who was taught by gojo satoru.
“another student before us? you sure you’re not making things up?”, maki questioned
“how dare you accuse me of such things! tell them yuuta!”, gojo pointed
“me?? i don’t know who you’re talking about! is it the person in the picture albums?”, yuuta muttered quickly
he was startled by the sudden ask. how was he supposed to answer? he never met you in person. he’d seen an entire album of you in his teacher's drawer but that’s about it!
“salmon”, inumaki patted his friend
yuji quickly started asking questions about you. he was the most excited since you were the first student of one of his favourite teachers, nobara was held back by megumi- she wanted to give gojo a good punch. the second years watched and discussed amongst themselves
it seems everyone failed to notice you walking near them. you quietly stood atop the stair path and watched the entire act. it was funny seeing how worked up everyone was. you decided to make your presence known by taking the first step on the stairs.
in an instant, everybody dropped what they were doing. they could feel an enormous wave of curse energy nearby. maki and yuuta gripped their weapons while inumaki had his hand on his zipper. panda stood closer to the first years in case something happened
you called out and everybody turned their heads towards you. giving a small wave, you locked your eyes with your blindfolded teacher who let go of yuji. congrats, you managed to get everybody’s attention with your grand entrance
“[name]! my child!”, gojo skipped over to you
he pulled you into an embrace you missed for so long. your trembling figure calmed down to the touch of your old teacher, your so-called ‘father’ figure.
“it’s nice meeting you again satoru”, you whispered as he pulled you close and practically lifted you up
“you should visit more often!”
once satisfied with the hug, he put you down and turned to his confused students. gojo added an awkward cough before starting his flashy introductions he always enjoyed using
“introducing the prodigy! the genius [name][lastname]! winning the best-looking poll for 4 years straight! that’s the double star special grade for you!”, you swore you saw imaginary party poppers for a hot minute
“i’m not even that great but it’s lovely to meet all of you”, you brushed off the comment and bowed to the students in front
“yuuta my boy! why don’t you show [name] around~? special grades can chat away!”, gojo said pushing towards the timid boy
“s-sure gojo-sensei”, yuuta stammered seeing you up so close
“well tour guide, lead the way”, you smiled at him
you took it upon yourself and casually pulled him away from everyone. gojo snickered watching yuuta being dragged away sending worried looks to his friends who only shooed him away
“ah man i was going to ask [name]-senpai so many things”, yuji pouted seeing you disappear
yuuta okkotsu was a decent person to talk to unless you remove the constant stumbling of words or how he’s practically unable to look you in the eyes. you brought up how gojo talked highly about him and his face turned red. he stopped in his tracks and simply malfunctioned in front of you. did you break him?
the poor boy somewhat pulled himself together before you ruined him again by grabbing his hand. you spotted a pond and wanted to take a closer look. yuuta placed his free hand to cover his mouth in hopes you didn’t notice how quickly his heart was beating
“this is golden”, maki snickered from afar taking pictures
“i told you this isn’t a good idea”, panda groaned watching the duo afar interact
by the end of the day, you both ended up at the field again and watched nobara kicking yuji for dropping one of her bags while megumi looked done with the whole thing. both of you settle to sit on the stairs and just watch, despite yuuta eventually stepping in
yuji reached to you and began asking your ears off. megumi even seemed interested while you could see the first years walking your way from afar.
“my favourite students are having such a great time without me! their handsome teacher!”, gojo shouted from afar
as if the chaos was any less, gojo invited himself and it felt like a night market had taken place. you felt happy being in the small circle. hearing so many people and seeing different faces was refreshing. it had been a while after all
“satoru seems like i have to leave”, you sighed feeling your phone ring and knowing what it meant
“there is someone else i'm thinking of seeing. i’ll have you show me his resting place later! for now, the higher-ups are calling”, you said and stood up looking at gojo
“ah.. him. got it [name]! make sure to give the old farts a funny joke!”, gojo jokes
“why don’t you walk the special grade there lover boy?”, maki teased the black-haired sorcerer watching you leave the group
“l-lover boy??”, yuuta whispered and yelled
“never seen you so flustered.. got something to tell us?”, maki continued poking fun as yuuta watched everyone gather near him with a sinister look.. this was going to be a long day
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