You transferred as a new Mentor to the Kyoto Jujutsu high where Utahime helped you around, which caused you two to form some sort of friendship quickly.

Months later you’re sitting together in the break room, drinking Tea as you watched Utahime rant about Gojo in amusement. Your head was in your palm and you just watched how cute her nose scrunched when she was upset.

After a while of her nonstop rambling that started to become annoying you brought your hand up to brush a strand that fell in her face behind her ear, making her go silent in an instant.

“Huh?!” She looked perplexed and you could swear there was a rosy tint on her cheeks.