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#Utahime #庵歌姬 Your bra strap is showing …

#gojohime #gouta Utahime was known for singing well. She was also known for choosing the same song every time Shoko dragged her to karaoke. "Again?" Shoko groaned. "Utahime, you know other songs exist, right?" "It's a good song," Utahime said. Nanami stayed silent. Geto laughed. Gojo only leaned back and looked at his phone. One afternoon, Utahime heard that same melody while walking through the quiet hallway at Jujutsu High. It was being played on a guitar. She followed the sound to an empty classroom and stopped at the door. Gojo sat by the window with an acoustic guitar in his lap. His fingers froze when he saw her. Utahime stepped closer. "I thought everyone hated it." "I never hated it," he said. "You always looked happy when you sang it." "That is a strange thing to remember." Utahime said Gojo smiled. "I remember a lot of strange things about you."

UTAHIME IORI - JUJUTSU KAISEN

#gojohime #gjhm "Yearning Gaze" After a hang out with Shoko and Nanami, both Utahime and Gojo took a train back to Kyoto - he had personal matters to take care in Kyoto. The train back to Kyoto was quieter than usual. Utahime Iori had meant to sit across the aisle, but somehow ended up next to Satoru Gojo. The train entered a tunnel, and the lights went out. Utahime tensed. “Seriously? I hate this.” “You’re that bothered?” Gojo asked, his shoulder brushing hers as he shifted. “I don’t like not seeing anything.” He went quiet for a moment. “It’s not that bad.” The train jolted. Utahime instinctively reached out, her hand landing against his sleeve as she steadied herself. “…Sorry,” she said, letting go like it meant nothing. "It’s fine,” he replied, softer than usual. She settled back. “I hope the lights come back soon.” “Do you?” “Of course. It’s uncomfortable like this.” Utahime shifted again, her shoulder pressing lightly into his. She didn’t seem to notice. Gojo did. He could have moved. He didn’t. “You’re quiet today,” she said.“ Am I?” “Yeah. It’s strange.” “You’d rather I go back to annoying you?” - Gojo whispered “At least that’s normal.” The lights flickered back on. Utahime Iori blinked as her eyes adjusted and turned toward Satoru Gojo with a small, relieved smile. “Finally.” She paused, her expression shifting into quiet confusion as she met his gaze. As if he had forgotten to look away before the light returned. The gaze made her feel a bit confused because it shouldn't belong to Gojo or at least she shouldn't receive it from him. It's a gaze that's too foreign...too intimate for them. It's a gaze meant for...a lover.

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Yuta: You got a girlfriend? Gojo: Did someone snitch on me and Utahime? #gojohime