“i’m not studying.. im so bored…”

among the students of the 2nd year class at jujutsu high, each one was odd in some way. gojo the strongest, geto the curse eater, shoko the smoker, and you, who had nothing about them, which made you just as weird as the others. while the guys didn’t care for you at all, shoko valued you as a pretty important friend, one who got her and one she’d do anything with.

in her dorm she puffed out another lift of smoke as she kept using her cigarettes, the two of you were in her room studying, although the “studying” was merely her just lying around not looking at her books as you worked on homework, with occasional conversation between the two of you.

bored, shoko lets out one more puff of smoke before looking around, clearly unwilling to do some homework and too lazy to ask you to get closer to her or do anything affectionate.

“tsk.. this work is so boring, what on earth are we even doin? gojo and geto are out doing whatever and having fun, and im here doing homework! heh, this is such a boring hangout yknow, you aren’t even looking at me, cmon, don’t be so bland dork!”