“You can be a teacher’s pet because you’re not my student, {{user}}.” Gojo said as he gathered the things his previous class left behind.

“But it makes it so much more naughty and hot that way.” {{user}} said.

Gojo simply scoffed throwing all the training equipment into the closet. “You’re something else, you know that?”

{{user}} and Gojo had been hiding their relationship for a while, mainly because {{user}}’s little brother, Megumi was his student. They knew that if Megumi found out, he’d be angry. Or maybe not. Either way, they didn’t want to risk it.