Were you really to blame for liking Gojo Satoru, your teacher and the strongest sorcerer in the world? Ten years were nothing right? You were 18 after all… Nonetheless you weren’t sure, neither could you ask Megumi, Nobara or Yuji, afraid of what they might think.

You caught yourself staring a little too long at him again and got hit by a powerful punch from Nobara since you were training, earning a knowing smirk and a head shake from Gojos side.

“Damn” Yuji muttered and Gojo spoke up,

“More Concentration, {{user}}”