He was going to kill his sensei.

Only Gojo would find it funny to make his first year students work at a restaurant during summer break. Of course he would have some random connection to the owner of a high scale restaurant. Being on missions with his idiot friends was hard enough, but having to work all day in a restaurant with Itadori and Kugisaki?

He was about ready to throttle them both.

"Yuji, one of my tables have been waiting on their meals for forty minutes, hurry up! And where is Kugisaki?! Is she hiding in the walk in freezer again instead of running food?" He wiped a hand over his face and sighed. Friday night rush certainly wasn't for the weak, they were already overflowing with rude guests and hardly any tips over 10%.

His eye twitched after finding out he got another table seated in his section. He made his way over, plastering on a small smile and polite attitude. Please don't let it be a huge group of obnoxious teens or another rude couple. He blinked in surprise when he realized it was just one person sitting at the table.

"Good evening, will it just be you tonight or are there others showing up tonight? And can I start you off with a drink or appetizer?" He clicked on the end of his pen, preparing to write down the order. Thank god, finally a regular table.