Chapter 1
“Why couldn’t I just get paired with someone else?” you whine as you throw your head back.
“Just be glad you didn’t end up with Gojo. I think Utahime is the real victim here.” Shoko says while exhaling a stream of smoke from her cigarette.
“But Utahime knows Gojo, I don’t know Geto that well. Something about him makes me nervous.” You admit.
Both Utahime and Shoko stare at you in shock and say, “Geto?”
You roll your eyes at their response. Yes, Geto. The calm, handsome soft spoken guy that sits two rows in front of you in Sociology. You two have only exchanged a few words but ultimately you don’t know each other. Now you’re expected to work as his partner for your class project. You two already arranged to meet up today at 12 and it has you in shambles.
“He’s just as childish as Gojo but he hides it a lot better. He knows when to cool it.” Shoko says, putting out her cigarette.
“Exactly, Geto isn’t the obnoxious annoying type unless Gojo brings it out of him so you have nothing to worry about.” Utahime says.
You take a deep breath and say, “Alright, I’ll take both your words for it.”
“Good. You should probably get going, it’s 11:55. Don't want to be late.” Shoko says, looking at the time.
“Shit,” you say under your breath “You’re right. I’ll text you both after. Wish me luck.” You quickly grab your bag and throw it on your shoulder as you take off. You check your phone to remind yourself that you’re meeting him at the water fountain in the middle of the courtyard. You shoot him a quick text to let him know that you might be a few minutes late. He responds immediately saying, ‘no worries.’
You were sure that Geto was a nice person. He never gave you any reason to think that he wasn’t. You just couldn’t read him like you could read other people. He seems more complex and closed off than the average person you encounter, that’s what intimidates you. Hopefully your fears are nothing more than that.
Once you get to the courtyard, you spot him smoking near the fountain. He wore a loose fitting sweater and baggy pants. He sat on the edge of the fountain as he puffs out plums of smoke from his mouth. You slowly make your way over to him, waving as you get closer. He eventually locks eyes on you and smiles.
“Y/N right?” he says as he puts out his cigarette.
“Yeah.” You respond quickly.
“I’m Geto Suguru. It’s nice to officially meet you.” He holds out his hand in front of you, waiting for you to grab it.
You grab his hand and shake it saying, “Nice to meet you, Geto.”
“You have a firm handshake like a general.” He says in his usual soft voice.
You slowly take your hand out of his and say, “Okay?”
What the fuck does that mean and how do I even respond to that? You two stood in awkward silence as he held that closed mouth grin on his face.
“It seems like you're thinking hard about what I just said.” He interjects.
“No, not really. I’ve just never been compared to a general so soon in a conversation.” You say honestly.
He lets out a single laugh as he stands up. You knew he was tall but you didn't realize just how much he towers over you. He had to be at least 6’2.
“Well, it was a compliment.” He says as you both start walking. You weren’t sure where you guys were headed but you followed him.
You flash him a face of doubt and say, “Sure it was. Where are we headed?
“To get food. It’s time for lunch. While we eat we can discuss the topic of our project. Is that cool?” He asks.
“Yea, of course.” You say.
You began your walk to the food court. Geto was surprisingly easy to talk to. He asked you what your major was, why you chose school in Japan, and where you used to live before moving here. He seems like he wanted to know more about you. He questioned you the entire time it took to order the food.
“And what about you? What’s your major?” You ask him as you both take a seat at a table.
“Child Psychology and Development. I enjoy working with kids.” He says as he breaks his chopsticks.
“Really? I wouldn't have guessed that. That’s amazing, Geto. You’re going to make a great psychologist.”
Every feeling of intimidation you had for him melted away the more you got to know him. He was actually so sweet and kind…that is until Gojo arrives.
“Heeyyy, I know you. You’re the foreigner that’s in our Sociology class. Did you two get paired up together?” Gojo asks as he sits down at our table
“Yea, we did. My name is Y/N by the way, not the foreigner.” You snap.
Gojo smiles and says, “Yes ma’am. Miss. Y/n ma’am.”
He salutes to you which causes Geto to hold in his laugh. Great, that’s the second military comparison you've gotten in the last hour. You roll your eyes, pretending that it isn't funny. The joke itself was stupid but you did think it was funny how Gojo and Geto think and say similar things.
“Enough Satarou, don’t pick on her. She has to like me if we’re going to be partners.” Geto says as he stares at you.
“You already know that she likes you. The way she stares at you in class is a dead giveaway.” Gojo says as he too locks eyes on you.
They were putting you on the spot. Your heart began racing as they waited for you to say something. How does he even know that you stare at him?Does he watch you in class?
“That’s a bold assumption to make. How would you know that I stare at him? Are you staring at me during class?” You say turning the tables on the white haired man sitting before you.
Geto draws his attention on Gojo waiting for him to rebuttal. He just smiles and says, “I like this girl, Geto. You got lucky. I’m stuck working with Utahime and she’s no fun unless we’re drinking.” He pouts.
You three spend lunch together, talking about literally everything else but the project. Gojo is to blame for that. Even though no work got done, you were able to get a good sense of who they are. They were exactly how Utahime and Shoko described them but you felt another vibe from them. You couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was but they both seemed very…forward towards you. Gojo left at some point in the conversation, leaving you and Geto alone again.
“Are you doing anything tomorrow tonight?” Geto asks, snapping you out contemplation.
“No, just studying. Why what's up?”
“You should come over to work on the project. Gojo will be at Utahime and Shoko’s place so he won't distract us.”
“Sure, I’ll be there. Should I bring anything?” You ask.
“Just yourself is fine.” He states.
“Okay, I’ll see you then. I’ve got to head to my next class.” You say as you grab your things from the table.
“Have fun. I’ll text you.” He says as he places his headphones on his ears. He waves at you as you make your way to the exit.
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After class, you immediately text Shoko and Utahime in a group chat.
You: hey…. Geto invited me to his place tomorrow night to work on the project and he said that he will text me????
Hime: text you???
Shoko: about what???
You: IDK!! If I'm coming over tomorrow to work on the project why would he need to text me?
Hime: I think Geto is interested in you…
Shoko: yea i second that, he’s not a big texter.
You couldn't believe the messages you were reading. It’s not that you don’t think Geto would find you attractive, it just seems like all of this was coming out of nowhere.
You: I don't know how to respond to this….
You lock your phone and put it in your pocket. In this moment, you had to be honest with yourself. Are you going to be able to control yourself when you go over to his place tomorrow? Gojo was correct about you staring at Geto in class. You did think he was hot, in fact you thought both of them were hot. But you made a promise to yourself that you weren’t getting involved with anymore fuckboys because you tend to get lost in the thrill of it. You love giving fuck boys a taste of their own medcine. You’d fuck them and ghost them just like they’ve done to countless of women. However, you didn’t want to play that game with either of the boys since they are friends with Shoko and Utahime. You weren’t looking to date either considering that you are just here for school.
“Y/N!! You on the way home?” You hear someone yell from behind you.
You turn around to see Gojo walking towards you.
“Yea, I’m done for today.” You answer.
“Sweet, me too. You like boba? I was just going to get some if you wanna tag along?.” he offers.
“Ooo, I love boba. How far is it?”
“It’s like a 20 minute walk away from here.”
“Okay sure! Let's go.”
You should have said no to him but it's too late to change your answer now. You start walking off campus with Gojo.
“Do you think Geto is hot? Be honest! I won’t tell him.” He interjects.
He’s so forward!
“You didn’t answer my question from earlier about you watching me in class. Until you answer that I’m not saying anything.”
“Alright, I’ll bite. I’m an observant guy. I see everything. I’ve even caught you looking at me from time to time but that was in the beginning of the year. You stopped once you became friends with Shoko and Utahime. Why is that?” He says staring you down through his shades.
You’re caught. Everything he said is true. Out of respect for Shoko and Utahime, your little crush on them diminished. You don’t want them to think you had only become friends with them just to get to Gojo and Geto. But Gojo doesn’t need to know that.
“I thought you two seemed cool and I like the way you both dress. I can’t help but to stare if the fit goes hard.” You partially lie. Everyone knows you love fashion so this wasn’t a bad cover up.
“You sure about that?” He persists.
“Positive.” You stand 10 toes down.
“Well, Geto and I share a lot of things . So uh, don’t be nervous to ask us for anything.” He says with a sly look on his face. “Clothes and accessories, I mean.”
What the fuck is he getting at right now?