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𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐢. 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨. 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢.

[userizu]

— WELCOME TO DEKU’S DARK WEB.

ও 𖤐 𝐀𝐀𝐋𝐈’𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄. :: about me.

ও 𖤐 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐒. :: characters.

ও 𖤐 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐔𝐏. :: rules.

ও 𖤐 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐁. :: tags.

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[userizu]

Kicking my shoes off I let you lead me into your dorm, looking around curiously and I can’t help but smile since everything about it feels just like you which means it’ll be hard for me to leave in the morning.

Waiting for you to get comfortable on the bed before joining you and I don’t waste a second as my arm drapes over your waist so I can pull you a little closer, resting my chin on your shoulder to look at your phone since you’re scrolling through tiktok. “So you think I’m pretty, huh?”

I ask just to tease you, pressing a kiss to your cheek as you groan in annoyance since you knew I wouldn’t let that part go and you immediately regret saying it, trying to push me away playfully.

“shut up, itadori,” i huff, pretending to be annoyed even though my cheeks are warm to the touch. you chuckle from behind me, the sound rumbling in your chest which makes me tingle all over. “i let you into my dorm and your first thought is to tease me?” whining, i push at your chest so that you end up on your back, but you easily catch my wrists and wrestle me onto my back.

“what should my first thought have been?” you ask, looming over me while both of our chests heave from the exertion and sudden change in position. my phone clatters to the floor and i move to grab it, but you pin my wrists above my head with a smirk.

“yuuji…” breathing heavy, i blink up at you and squirm beneath you — feelings exposed. i’ve never …been in a position like this before, had someone look down at me with so much want and longing. chewing on my bottom lip, i watch the way your eyes dart down to it and back up to my doe eyes, almost as if you’re hypnotised by me. “you’re supposed to have thought about kissing me…” i murmur, trying to be brave and slow down my rapidly beating heart.

[userizu]

“How could you say that? That you’re a nobody?” I frown, not liking the way you talk about yourself and I wonder who or what had made you feel that way but I already know that if I never come across them I’ll kick their ass.

Even though you’ve let go of my fingers I keep my hand in the same spot in case you decide you’d like to hold hands again and of course I hope you do. “I mean we’re all kinda nobodies but I know you mean something to your friends, more than what I mean to most people who give me attention which my dad warned me about before I started school but I didn’t really listen.”

Chuckling softly I can easily picture his stern expression mixed with his deep, caring voice telling me to be someone who is proud of himself for his accomplishments but someone others can be proud of.

“And I don’t know what it is about you but you’re definitely not going to be impressed by me just because I can kick a ball around and run fast. Maybe you turning me down was the wake up call I needed to realize that I can’t depend on my physical qualities for the rest of my life.”

reaching out, i grab your hand and tug you into my dorm room — wrapping my arms around you in a hug as i tuck my nose into your neck. “you’re more than just a pretty face, yuuji. you’re a good person too, i’ve learned that now,” shyly, i press a kiss to your collar bone, not sure if i’m going too far or too quickly. my heart is racing just thinking of the idea of you actually want me.

“can you stay the night?” i whisper, too shy to look you in the eye as you pull me further into your chest. “maybe we can be nobodies together?”

we sway a little bit in my door way and i hear you kick the door shut — sighing in relief because I’ve finally forgiven you in my own way. i don’t want you to leave, i want to kiss you but i don’t know if i have enough confidence to make the first move. i know that i want to try this out with you, if you do too.

[userizu]

My words quickly die in the back of my throat when you open the door and I’m able to lay eyes on you for the first time in hours, smiling to myself when I notice your cute Sanrio shorts that math the clips you’re wearing to keep your braids out of your face.

“Uh, hi…” I trail off, licking my lips as I try to regain my composure since I’m sure this is my only chance to try making thighs right with you but I don’t even if you’re even going to listen to me.

“Look before you slam the door in my face, can I at least explain to you about earlier?” My voice is calm and soft and I just hope you can see that I’m here to try and fix things which is new to me since I’d usually just forget about it and move on with the next girl who wanted my attention.

You don’t answer but you also don’t close the door I take as a good sign so I decide to reach out and wrap my pinky around yours before starting to talk.

“I’m sorry about earlier, it was never my intention to hurt your feelings or make you so upset. I thought being honest would help you realize that I’m serious about wanting to pursue you and I’m sure it doesn’t seem that way to you now. This is new to me, being attracted to a girl on an intellectual level as well as physical and I know I’m going to fuck up sometimes but if you just give me a chance I know I can change and be a guy who’s worthy of your time and attention.”

staring down at our linked pinkies intently, i listen to you speak from your heart and debate on whether or not i should give you a chance. you can probably see it in my eyes, how afraid i am of falling for someone for the first time. of falling for you.

“itadori…” i whisper, letting go of your pinky and wrapping my arms around chest as if to protect my heart from being hurt. “i’m new to this too…i’ve never… no one’s ever wanted me before,” my voice is soft and honest, confusion written all over my face as i try to make sense of it all. why me? why would you want a girl like me? “you’re a jock and i’m literally just…a nobody? that’s why i ran. because i didn’t know why someone like you would want to be better for… me.”

it’s unfair how good you look, even when you’ve just come from the club i know you’ve been at — despite being surrounded by other girls. the thought makes my skin crawl with jealousy. “i appreciate your honesty, it was kind and better than what most men would have done. i just… i still want to make sense of it all. of you.”

there’s a small silence that grows between us — you look at me as though i’ve grown two heads. “why are you staring at me like that?” my pout makes its way into my words as i grow shy under your incredulous gaze. as i wait for your answer, i decide that no matter what it is i want to trust you enough to give you a second chance.

[userizu]

Just the sound of your voice through the door makes my heart flutter and when you ask who it is I panic, worried if I just say it’s me you’ll ignore my knocking or open the door to yell at me. But at least then I’d be able to see you and I do like when you yell at me…

Shaking my head I quickly return my focus to the situation and clear my throat so I’ll finally start talking even though I’m sure you’ve already walked away from the door since it took me a minute to come back from my thoughts.

“Uhhh…pizza!” That should get you to open the door, right? I mean who would ignore the pizza guy, he’s everyone’s favorite person. At least I hope he is since this might be the only way I can get you to talk to me.

“i didn’t order any pizza…?” my words trail off as i get up to open the door anyways. either someone was kind enough to get a struggling college student some take out or this is some kind of twisted practical joke. “alright! i’m coming i’m coming!” i yell when there’s knocking again and dig around in one of my draws to get some cash for a tip.

from here, i move to unlock the door — not caring about how i look. “sorry, i wasn’t expecting anyone tonight? but here’s a tip to thank you for your—“ for the second time, i lose my voice when i realise it’s you at my door instead of a pizza guy. “itadori…what…what are you doing here?”

[userizu]

“We were havin’ a moment in the parking lot and she asked me if I was going to use her like I had with other girls. So I thought being honest was a good idea, I told her at first I was only interested in someone to do my homework but the more I got to know her I actually liked her.” Closing my eyes I sigh sadly, vividly remembering the way your face crumpled as soon as the words started coming out of my mouth and how I instantly wished I could take all of it back.

Looking over at Fushiguro he seems a little surprised by my story which makes me frown even more since I already know I’d fucked up and his expression confirms it. “Don’t look at me like that, I know I’m a dumbass but I didn’t wanna lie to her.”

“I’m just surprised you were mature enough to think about someone besides yourself for once. That probably did upset Aali but hopefully she just left in the heat of the moment because she’s probably the best girl you could get.”

I hate to admit it but he’s right – you’re smart, kind, funny, pretty…I feel like I could make a list of all the good things about you and I ruined it by opening my mouth. “I wouldn’t blame her if she stopped talking to me, she’s way out of my league and she knows it.”

“well it’s time to test that theory,” megumi claps you on the back as he leads you out of the club just in time for the uber to arrive — not giving you a minute to process as he shoves you into the back seat. “nothing says you like a girl more than late night confessions. tell her what you told me, tell her you’re sorry again, that you’ll spend the whole year making it up to her, grovel at her feet for all i care!” your roommate rambles, shutting the car door behind him and singling for the driver to head to my dorm. “i’ve never seen you so torn up about a girl before, so don’t fuck this up alright?”

your heart races in your chest once you start to recognise the student dorms on my side of the campus. you still have no idea of what you’ll say to me, how you’ll piece things together though the tipsy haze of your mind — but you know that fushiguro is right, if you want to love someone you have to make them see why you’re worthy of loving them.

from the videos and photos you’ve seen on my social media, you’re able to figure out my floor and my room number once you arrive at the dorms — saluting megumi from the front desk. at this hour, im hardly expecting any company, but when someone knocks loud and desperately against my door, i decide to check it out.

“who is it?”

[userizu]

“You’re coming back to my place, right Itadori?”

“Don’t be stupid, he’s definitely coming home with me!”

The voices of two girls arguing over me makes my head feel like it’s going to explode and I just sit there quietly, looking for a way to escape since I’m ready to go home. “Uh, I gotta go to the bathroom.” I mutter, standing up from the bar and politely push their hands off me before turning to find the door to sneak out.

“Fushiguro!” Seeing my roommate helps me feel a little better since I know he’ll help me out if I ask, resting my hand on his shoulder to grab his attention since he’s busy talking to a pretty girl. “Can you help me get outta here? These two girls are gonna make me drive nails into my ears if I have to keep listening to them.”

Blue eyes narrow a bit as he looks me up and down suspiciously, wondering why I of all people would want to dip on a night out with girls hanging all over me. “I wanna go home and tend to my bruised ego, okay? Aali is upset with me and she left the game, I haven’t heard from her all night.”

“oh…so you’re being ghosted. how does that taste, itadori?” megumi grins subtly as you capture his attention with how lost and sad you look. almost as if you’re a kicked puppy. “it’s not so fun when you’re on the other end. i always told ya, man, all that chasing girls to do your homework is gonna come back to bite you in the ass!”

ruffling your hair slightly, fushiguro waves off the girl he had been talking to and fishes his phone out to call you both an uber. he might like telling you ‘he told you so’ but he’s also your friend, and can tell that you’re super torn up about this. “so what did you do, huh?” he asks, grabbing your bicep and leading you out of the bustling club into the cool night air. “i thought things were going well, didn’t she promise you a date or something?”

megumi doesn’t tell you that he’s put my dorm address as the drop of point for your Uber. he only hopes he can help you fix this by the time you both get there.

[userizu]

I barely even hear what’s being said to me, watching in defeat as your car pulls away and my shoulders fall knowing I fucked up before I even got a chance to show you that I can be a decent guy.

“Huh? Oh um, I’m not really feeling it tonight.” Shrugging Todo’s hands off my shoulders I smile a bit and rub the back of my neck when he stares at me like I’ve got two heads at my announcement if not wanting to go out drinking. Especially for free.

“C’mon, bro! There’s no way we’re gonna pass up this offer from coach.” Slinging his heavy arm around my neck he leads me and the rest of our team towards Gojo’s car since the winning player obviously gets to ride in his fancy ass car.

“Itadori, there you are! Ya took off pretty quick after the game ended, I was worried about you. Your dad would kill me if I lost sight of you.” He laughs as I flop into the driver’s seat and look out the window, hoping you’ll come back for our date.

shrugging, you brush gojo off and hope that he doesn’t pry any further. he starts driving the team towards one of your usual hang out spots and slips his black card into your hand. “knock yourself out tonight, kiddo. you seem pretty down In the dumps for someone who saved our asses back there,” gojo hums, watching your face closely for any type of reaction — usually you’d be annoyingly excited. “are you sure you don’t want my prize? i think you’d really like it!”

“nah coach, i’m good. i’ll try to make sure the team has a good time tonight.” you tell him and head inside the club with the rest of your team. you take the first drink handed to you and let the rest of the night take you away.

once im home, i rip off my sweater that had your name on the back and shove it under my bed like an angry child. my chest hurts and insecurities run rampant through my mind as all i can think about is your silence after telling me the truth. flopping down on my bed, I unlock my phone and check social media to see what you’re up to after the game.

all of your friends and teammates have posted pics of you dancing with other girls and drinking…and it makes me realise that we were from two entirely different worlds. that we would never get together.

[userizu]

“Aali, please.” Sighing in frustration at myself I run a hand through my hair and tug at the roots, trying to figure out how to save the situation since I knew telling the truth would be a risk but I also didn’t want to lie to you if I wanted a real chance of being with you.

“Look I know you think I’m a rich fratboy who only cares about getting his dick wet and fuck maybe that’s true but I want to prove to you that I can be different, I can be more than what you think of me.” I can’t believe I’m begging a girl to give me a chance, this has never happened to me before and I hate the way it makes me feel but I’m willing to suffer through it for you.

“I won tonight, didn’t I? You promised me if I won you’d let me take you out tonight and I know if you let me we’ll have a good time together.”

But you’re still looking around for your car and I sigh softly, stuffing my hands in my pockets before taking a step back. “Okay well, if you’ve changed your mind then I’m going to respect that. Will you at least let me know when you get back to your place?”

“i’ll see you in class monday, itadori,” i mumble to you once i find my car — unlocking it while i fight the tears starting to brew in my eyes. it’s not fair ho my heart doesn’t trust what you’re saying enough. i did promise you a date but it wasn’t enough to curb the sick feeling in my stomach thinking about how we’re from two different worlds and how you would have never paid me any mind.

just as i pull out of the parking lot, trying not to cry, you hear shouts of your name from teammates looking for you. a heavy hand lands on your shoulder — making you jump out of your trance as you watch my car drive away. “yuuji! there you are, coach wants to take us out drinkin’ to celebrate your big win tonight — everything’s on him, man!”

“who knows? you might even meet a girl to stick your dick in!” another teammate, kamo, laughs as he enters the carpark too — but there’s a dark and knowing gleam in his eye that makes you feel shy to lose your shit.

[userizu]

Staring down at you I hope the somewhat dim lighting of the parking lot makes it harder for you to notice the blush that’s slowly creeping up my cheeks when you finally call me by my first name and I decide to come clean about why I spoke to you in the first place.

“Can I be honest with you?” The moment I say that the spark in your eyes fades a little and you try pushing my hands off your waist but of course I’m much stronger which makes it nearly Impossible, especially since I’m holding on since I want you to listen to me.

“Wait, wait – let me explain!” My voice comes out a little sterner than I meant it too and I remind myself of my dad in the moment but quickly shake the thought of him from my head.

“You’re right, at first I only approached you because I wanted you to help me with my grades. But god the moment you opened your mouth and basically told me to go fuck myself I knew I had to get to know you better. So I promise I’m not using you, Aali – I’m chasing you for you, not just your big beautiful brain.”

in the moment, i know that you’re trying to be sweet by coming clean — which is more than what anyone else would have done, but i can’t help but feel disappointed anyway. “so you… wouldn’t have talked to me if you didn’t need help to begin with, right?” i whisper quietly, watching your face as you try to come up with the right words.

the moments pass and your silence only makes me feel worse. you want to know me now, sure, but if i had been any other girl… would you have wanted me sooner? “we share two classes together, itadori. you’d never spoken to me before, hardly even bat an eye asking me for lecture notes. so… you really only gave me attention for school.” i think about all the times you’d ignored me in favour for cheerleaders or hot professors — doubt taking over my mind.

i pull my body away from you as best as i can, flinching away from your stern tone as i look around the car park for my car. “i should get going… and you should get back to your team. satoru’s probably looking for you.”

[userizu]

“I just think it’s funny that you called me first and now you’re holding my hand.” I tease, chuckling softly at how cute you look trying to avoid my gaze so I reach out to fix your braids a bit before pulling you in a little closer to me. “Not that I’m complaining, it’s nice to be the one who’s getting chased in this relationship.”

That definitely catches your attention and surprise paints your pretty face when I refer to us being in a relationship which makes me laugh loudly, holding my sides since your reaction was even better than I expected.

“Okay okay, I’m kidding! Calm down, killer.” Wiping my eyes I try covering my stomach and chest while your swat at me since you obviously don’t find me as hilarious as I find myself.

“relationships aren’t something to joke about!” swatting at you some more, i turn away from you and fold my arms over my chest — tilting my chin up with a small ‘hmph!’ “besides, you haven’t even taken me on a first date, let alone asked me to be your girlfriend. you haven’t even gotten approval from satoru!”

i try to squirm away again but your hands sink lower and wrap around my waist, making me even more flustered than before. “there won’t be any chasing from me. none at all… not until you explain what it is that you want from me?”

i’d be lying if i said i didn’t find you attractive…but there’s no reason for a jock like you to be into a nerd like me. i still find it hard to believe that you’d suddenly take interest in me without wanting something. “yuuji?” i whisper, finally saying your first name instead of an insult or your last name. “promise me that you’re not using me?”

[userizu]

“Huh?” Stumbling back when Gojo suddenly appears in front of me I can’t help but frown since I can’t see where you are now, worried that you’ll leave before I’m able to catch up with you. Stupid, tall ass Gojo. Shaking my head at his question I try dodging my coach when he moves to drape a lanky arm around my shoulders.

“I’d rather you reward me with a day off from practice, coach.” I laugh nudging him gently in the side, hoping he’ll realize that I’m trying to be somewhere without realizing who I’m trying to be with and I turn my head to quickly scan the crowd once I’m able to duck under his hold.

That’s when I spot you, standing shyly near the bottom of the bleachers and it makes my heart race in a way I haven’t felt before but I do my best to ignore it since if you find out the effect you have on me you’ll never let me live it down.

“well, you weren’t a complete fuck up out there. good job, itadori.” i try to praise you nonchalantly, tucking a lock of my hair behind my ear as i avoid your gaze once you’re in front of me. “you should be proud of yourself, mister all star player.” i add a bit more tenderly, trying to show you that i really mean it.

looking behind you, i notice gojo scanning the crowd for you and possibly even me — so i grab at your hand and yank you towards the parking lot away from the crowds. “don’t say anything!” i squeak when you start laughing at me and our footsteps stagger to a stop. your brown eyes dart to our joined hands and i yank mine away from yours shyly. “he would have skinned you alive if he saw us!”

i think that you might keep laughing at me but when i look up from the gravel beneath our feet — you’re smiling at me. big and warm and happy and it makes me melt. “what are you staring at, itadori?” i ask you, hands on my hips as i cast my gaze to the side — avoiding your big brown eyes.

[userizu]

Hearing you ask me to score a goal for you motivates me more than any pep talk could and I smile brightly, giving you a thumbs up before heading back to the field so Fushiguro can pick up where we left off on our plays.

“You’re really flirting with her when coach is right there?” He scolds me, lightly hitting me in the back of the head as he passes me the ball and runs off to take his own quick break but I just laugh at his actions since I’m not scared of Gojo like everyone else seems to be.

the game resumes again, and the more time that passes the closer your team is to winning. of course, you’re the top scorer of the match — an unbeatable force flashing across the field. in the game’s final moments, it feels like the entire university is on edge — gojo screams for you to win this and end it once and for all, even as the other team try to block you. little does he know that you’ve got won thing on your mind… impressing me.

in the last few seconds, you make it across the line and throw down the ball just before getting jumped on by your teammates. you made it, a touch down, and because of me. “you idiot, itadori,” i whisper to myself, knowing what this means. it means i have to give you a chance even if i know you might use me or hurt me in the end.

i wave at you from the bleachers once you’re able to resurface from your friends and start to skip down to greet you. i can see you smirking at me from the track, getting ready to approach me — when gojo intercepts your path.

“why the rush, itadori? don’t you want to know what your prize is?” gojo taunts you, blocking your vision of me.

[userizu]

Each time you cheer my name I can feel my chest swell with pride, wanting to turn and give you a wave or smile but I know if I turn my back on him for a moment Kamo will find it as an opportunity to make me look bad in front of you and coach.

“Fushiguro! Take over!” I call out quickly to my roommate who nods and allows me to smoothly pass the ball over to him before I make my way over to the sideline, taking a quick water break as I scan the crowd to figure out where your voice is coming from.

And that’s when I spot you, dressed up in the school colors of navy blue and red, looking just as cute as you did the day I forced you to introduce yourself to me in the library. Taking a quick glance over my shoulder to make sure coach is focused on the game and not me I finally give you a big grin, waving and blowing a kiss in your direction.

at first, i look behind me — confused and thinking you might have been meaning to blow the kiss at another, prettier girl. but when you shake your head and laugh, blowing another kiss, i realise that you really did mean it for me. i roll my eyes playfully and blow you one back just to tease you. i feel silly, knowing that you’re probably just playing with my heart… but the energy from the crowd makes me lean into it.

“itadori! score a touch down for me?” i cup my hands over my mouth and scream as loud as i can so that you hear me, smirking down at you from the bleachers. it’s almost as though im challenging you… if you win, you get one shot at my heart.

[userizu]

My eyes narrow in his direction and I can’t help but wonder if he’s also interested in you which makes me even more annoyed but for all I know his interest could be genuine instead of just wanting to annoy you until you like me. But either way it still pisses me off that he’d be underhanded and try to ruin my chances with you.

Grumbling under my breath I do a few stretches before the whistle blows which means the game is about to start and I’m determined to do my best tonight, not only to show off for you but also to show Kamo that I’m the star player for a reason.

the game kicks off quicker than anyone anticipated and in the first few minutes — you manage to score. for some reason, the more the games goes on the more i see you dart across the field, the more i feel an urge to cheer you on. as though i’m one of those cheerleader jock girlfriends. “go yuuji itadori!” i scream at the top of my lungs, hoping that you hear me cheering you on and win the game. “you’ve got this yuuji!”

the other team quickly falls behind, even kamo does too — barely able to keep up with you as the team’s all star player. i wonder why you’re trying so hard, you’re usually pretty laid back in games and can even win with your eyes closed. i can’t help but wonder what your motivation is.

[userizu]

How could Gojo possibly know about our plans tonight? There’s no way any of my team members would’ve snitched on me to him and I doubt you would say anything about us, especially when you barely even want to have dinner with me in the first place.

Scanning my teammate’s faces I try to figure out which one said something to the coach before finally setting my eyes on Kamo since we never really got along and he would do anything to get under my skin.

“I find it kinda odd Gojo is offering up his cousin as a reward when he’s always wanted us to stay away from her.” Walking next to Kamo towards our starting positions he just shrugs, looking uninterested in the conversation but i know he’s dying to smirk at the wrench he threw in my plans tonight. “Maybe he’s tired of the boneheads in the team trying to chase after her.”

kamo keeps silent even as you prepare to start the game — out of the corner of your eye you spy the referee and you grow frustrated when you don’t get any answers out of your teammate. “why don’t you try winning, itadori? maybe that way you can have the tail to gojo’s cousin. yanno, the one you’ve been trailing after like a wet dog,” He continues to tease you, as if he’s trying to mess with your head before the game.

he’s secretly sick of you being the star player — always picked first, always the favourite, he’d do anything to get gojo to beat your ass. if it means you can’t have me either, then kamo is beyond satisfied. tonight he wants to knock you down a peg even if it means sacrificing a win for your team.

[userizu]

Gojo hits me gently in the back so I’ll pay attention to him and I start chuckling, acting as if it’s all a funny story in hopes coach will loosen up a bit since I don’t want to cause any problems between you two.

“Oh y’know how Shoko is, always calling you and Geto names. I just thought bonehead was kinda funny, sounds like something a kid would say.” I explain, still laughing as think of a few times Shoko has talked shit about the coach so my amusement is more believable. “Not that I agree with her, coach. You know you’re my second favorite guy after my old man.”

“You mean Nanami? I’m you’re favorite after that suit wearing stick in the mud?” The taller white haired man scoffs and throws his arm over my shoulder to walk me over to join the team, rambling on about how much cooler he was use than my dad when they were in high school together.

breathing out a sigh of relief, i settle back into my seat and hope that no one notices me for the rest of the game… but all throughout warm ups i keep catching your warm, big brown eyes on me and i can’t help but feel giddy at the thought of you searching for me in the crowd. it’s not like you could ever really like me though. i know this is just pretend.

meanwhile, on pitch, gojo finishes delivering his motivational speech for every game — having you boys huddled in a circle as he hypes you up to win. “now boys, a lot is riding on this. we could very well make it to the quarter finals so don’t fuck this up,” he says with a fond smile as he looks over all of you in the huddle. his blue eyes land on yours. “whoever scores the most points for today will get a special treat.”

“special? gojo nobody wants to hang out with you while the rest of us do drills. we’d all rather do laps.” megumi comments and the team just laughs.

“yeah yeah, whatever,” your coach grins, eyes slinking from you over to me sitting nervously in the bleachers. “now, everyone wave at my pretty little cousin. she’ll be our good luck charm and reward for tonight.” satoru looks back at you and you swallow — knowing that how well you perform tonight has me at stake.