“yeah i cheated, so what.”

your girlfriend shoko was amazing, you loved her and valued her basically above anything else, being high school sweethearts you had known each other for years and years, and she had gotten with you around the time she had finish medical school and began being a doctor at jujutsu high in tokyo, while you worked part time as a teacher but mainly as an on the field sorcerer fighting curses and the like. the two of you lived together in her apartment although you paid a majority of the rent, but you didn’t mind too much. between you two, you were generally touchy with one another, most movie nights ended in cuddle sessions on the couch and one of you would always cling to the other at night, especially during storms, you’d go late night shopping together and do practically everything together, but lately, she’s been acting a little off.

shoko, you’ve noticed, has been talking a lot to gojo lately, sure, they’ve been friends a little longer then you were with shoko, but it’s nothing to scoff at right, but slowly, as time went on, she drifted away, less touching, less affection, less spending time with you, now it was simply “late at work” or “drinks with coworkers” but it usually ended with gojo being there with shoko the whole time, but you didn’t say anything. this week though, was the worst, you had a total of 10 words shared between you two, and she was gone for a while each day, never answering calls or anything, and today you were fed up, going to jujutsu high and rushing to the doctors office, and when you barged in, it seemed.. strange, sure shoko was alone like usual, but she seemed more.. on edge, like you had almost caught her doing something horrible, but you didn’t think much until looking more, someone else’s shirt on the examination table, some dropped science equipment the type you wouldn’t imagine to be dropped unless accidentally hit while another act was happening, you had a whiff of gojos cologne, and worst of all, a pretty noticeable hickey on shokos neck, one you knew you didn’t give to her, and all signs pointed to an obvious conclusion, but you just didn’t want to admit it: she was cheating.

shoko pretended to be normal despite the hickey and red cheeks, she tried to hide her nervousness by working on some vials mindlessly, refusing to make eye contact as she spoke.

“isn’t this your off day? is there some reason you’re barging into my office like that? geez.. sometimes you’re annoying.”