{Gojo X Y/N} |• (Wake Me Up When It’S You)

• do you believe in wish?

.........

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She stands against the cold marble counter, her back against the cool surface, her hands are gripping the edge behind her...

Her skirt is pushed up around her waist, her black pant*es shoved aside, revealing her pretty folds

He picks her up with ease, putting her on the top of the kitchen counter, wrapping her legs around his waist

His fingers trail down touching the wetness, She gasps at the touch, her eyes fluttering shut...

He grinds against her, his hard-on pressing against her bareness.

"Should I...do you want this darling?" he asked, his voice is low and needy

He kneels before her...holding her thighs open tightly...

His lips brush against her inner thigh, looking deep into her eyes, he smirks which makes her feel more embarrassed, her legs twitches

Her back arches, her hands tangling in his hair..

......

"Low Battery: 20% battery remaining"

The notification popped up.

y/n creed

{what the fuck? Seriously when I was literally at the main scene?}

Your thumb fumbled slightly, the phone nearly slipped off your lap..

You let out a little gasp which draws attention from your classmates

The girl beside you glanced over, suspicious

y/n creed

{the fuck you looking at?}

The guy in front of you turned slightly

The professor paused mid-rant about how early childhood trauma can shape a person's brain, leading them toward violence, whatsoever he was yapping

professor

Miss Y/n, are you paying attention?

y/n creed

uh..yes? sir..

y/n creed

{can't even read something I love without disturbance huh?}

the professor looks at you with a little nod before turning back to the lesson

y/n creed

{he definitely knows I wasn't paying attention….well I need to stop ...for now...I'll read the smut later...}

after your lectures..

The bell over the door jingles as you walk in the bookstore

y/n creed

{The smell of the books always refreshes my mind}

This bookstore is the place, where you work part-time

Why?

y/n creed

{suits me pretty well doesn't it? I can have silence for myself, also read the smutty books which i dearly love and no one really visits this old bookstore}

y/n creed

*slides behind the counter, putting the bag under the table, opens the register*

y/n creed

{the boss? Never shows up, rarely so basically I'm the only one here}

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two hours later, you are shelving books, bored, sipping half-cold coffee

y/n creed

*Glancing out the front window*

just a group of girls around your girls, hanging out together and laughing

y/n creed

hmm ...and here i thought I'd find something more interesting....*suddenly eyes narrowed*

y/n creed

....

Zane. And Aira.

They’re laughing and giggling, walking out of the convenience store which is in front of the bookstore where you work at

Your heart breaks again...you weren't supposed to see this...

You felt the lump in your throat

It's your ex boyfriend...

Zane Elric

Zane Elric half-Japanese, Half-English Age 21 final year of Literature, Tousled black hair with hidden brown streaks, Sharp jawline, lip ring, Grey-hazel eyes, a tattoo in kanji, although he doesn't even understand

y/n creed

{he toys with that lip ring when he's lying}

She hugs him as they continue laughing.

y/n creed

{I wonder if she knows he’s still on Tinder…}

Aira...velle..

y/n creed

{my precious little best friend..who i thought was best once, right?}

y/n creed

{She usually studies at the café across the bookstore…}

she's 19, studying Literature, Petite umm pretty, looks like she’s walking out of a Pinterest board often does this Instagram Live, talking about “healing” and “energy” while literally-

y/n creed

{Being the biggest bitch I have ever seen}

Aira valle

*clinging on Zane's arm* "where should we go next? i want to post a few pictures on my Instagram"

You can't hear them, but she's clinging to him like a leech

y/n creed

{even leeches ain't that clingy}

y/n creed

{She bothers me more than Zane... people change so quickly and for a fu*k boy}

y/n creed

{they look happy together...}

y/n creed

*clenching the fist*

y/n creed

{why does this still hurt?}

y/n creed

{I have better things to do other than watch some shit bitchy couple}

You shake your head, brushing the thoughts away but

you have never been enough, have you?

All the times you poured your entire soul into people who treated you like an option....

You quickly turn around, looking down at the book in your hand...

y/n creed

*fingers clutch the book in hand*

y/n creed

Blooded Crimes: Real Killers Who Got away with murders

y/n creed

Gives me an idea i wouldn't like to work on

#Time-skip

After the family dinner, before going up to your room again, you glance at your parents once with a little smile

y/n creed

{seeing them makes my day better… Although it still hurts a bit by today's shit show, but it's manageable}

They are watching the news, and it's about...

y/n creed

{Gojo Satoru again? I'm tired of hearing that guy's name}

"...reckless destruction in District 7 today has left the city in shock..."

y/n creed

*stops and listens to the news, while grip tightening on the stair railing*

"Sources confirm it was none other than Satoru Gojo, special grade sorcerer Class-S threat specialist."

y/n creed

*walks downstairs and peeks into the living room, looking at the television*

The screen crackled slightly with static before cutting to a shaky video clip, a strange flash of blue light, windows shattering in every direction, cars lifted into the air

--Gojo Satoru has once again created widespread panic after destroying half a residential block while ‘exorcising a demon,’ as he claims. Officials are investigating the aftermath

y/n creed

{Why do they even allow him to operate unsupervised?}

Seraphina Creed

This man is dangerous *takes a deep breath*

You roll your eyes before walking upstairs again.

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The night felt... off

it's 3Am

you are sitting cross-legged on the floor. On your bed your laptop is open, tabs filled with forensic studies, undetectable toxins, and chemical compounds that mimicked natural death

y/n creed

...I'm getting bored now

y/n creed

I should maybe rest a bit

y/n creed

*gets up, and opens the balcony's window*

y/n creed

why the night is quieter than usual

y/n creed

*Arms folded on the ledge, looking up at the sky*

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A shooting star?

y/n creed

*rolls eyes*

y/n creed

How more silly do I have to be?

It felt stupid—wishing on stars. Childish, silly But something in you was tired So damn tired of everything

y/n creed

*laughs to herself*

y/n creed

If I’m going to fall, make sure it’s into something worse than me

You asked, you asked for this wish

sounds like a joke but you mean it

The shooting star above you flickers. Strange, It’s pretty closer than it should be

y/n creed

{And it doesn’t burn out like normal ones do}

y/n creed

*runs a hand through your hair, with a little smirk*

y/n creed

I’m done waiting. Just send the devil already...

The star vanishes

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• New professor

...

You are half-asleep, head on arm ...

Sitting on the corner last seat

y/n creed

*sketching a drawing of an eye in notebook*

the classmates are gossiping as usual but

A strange Rumour

1classmate

The professor had been replaced overnight?

classmate 3

they are bringing in someone new?

you stare blankly at the clock on the wall

y/n creed

{10 minutes past the hour, and well No sign of the new professor yet}

y/n creed

{but this is good news I can FINALLY}

Satoru~

{I can't believe...I'm at this place...}

Satoru~

*standing in front of the classroom's door*

Satoru~

*takes a deep breath*

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Every single student went silent when the door opens

y/n creed

*doesn't bother to look up and continues drawing in her notebook*

Satoru~

Sup guys

Satoru~

*He said casually, hands in his pockets*

classmate 3

isn't that Mr.. gojo Satoru...?

You finally glance up, you could tell everyone is dumbfounded

Well not everyday Gojo Satoru enters your boring classroom...

y/n creed

{You’re kidding? What's this guy doing here}

you blink twice to reconfirm

Satoru~

*leaning against the desk now, arms crossed lazily*

He is wearing a black turtleneck and long coat, black trousers

classmate 2

What the f— why’s he here? We’re not even in Tokyo Tech… *whispering to another classmate*

And black blind fold over his eyes

Satoru~

Professor Iwao won’t be returning, You’ve got me until further notice. Gojo Satoru. I expect you to know the name

1classmate

Oh my god he's a soccer

classmate 3

Sorcerer, idiot

Satoru~

your new professor for Criminal Behavioral Analysis. You’ll be learning how murderers think, how to dissect a crime scene

y/n creed

{this is interesting, out of nowhere Gojo Satoru appears in my local college and starts to teach ...i mean this is interesting...yeah?}

Satoru~

*tilted his head* Questions?

Everyone stayed silent.

y/n creed

*This semester is not going to be normal....I am getting this feeling..*

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He began scribbling on the whiteboard

Satoru~

Now, most of you think criminals are built from trauma, bad childhoods, or TikTok brainrot. That’s cute

Satoru~

Truth is, sometimes? People just break. No reason. No warning. They just… snap...

He continued for an hour, walking in the classroom while speaking, playing with the marker in his hand

y/n creed

{damn...he is not bad.....bad? no good, no not good he's perfect with his teachings}

you end up staring at him, he's too handsome for his own damn good

y/n creed

*biting lower lip* {white hair... pretty.....He’s way too hot to be real. Like model-level}

y/n creed

{get hold of yourself y/n, he's totally out your league....he's hot and handsome but I’m ignoring it}

You slouch in your seat and pull out the phone to check the time, looking down under your desk

Gojo casually turned mid-sentence— and for a split second, he paused.

Satoru~

*using a phone in the classroom...she looks interesting for some reasons....got a don't talk to me face*

Satoru~

*taps on the board with the marker*

y/n creed

*looks up from the screen*

...

There was a little silence between you both...

y/n creed

{Even though he had blind fold covering his eyes}

His stare was enough to make your shoulders tense...

• Sadist

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They say revenge is loud

Violent

y/n creed

{but that's what amateurs do and I'm not gonna make the same mistake am I?}

You have hair tied up messily, stray strands falling as you leaned over a tray

y/n creed

*having a little silly grin on face*

you are calm and focused on your work

y/n creed

*Careful drops into vials, measuring just enough to mimic a reaction*

y/n creed

Just enough to cause a reaction. Not death. Not even hospitalization. Just discomfort. It is a test. A behavioral experiment.... *murmuring to herself*

The Forensic Science's lab technically closes at 6 p.m usually but

But here's a catch

y/n creed

{dad is an ex-military now a university security chief, Add in my spotless academic record and habit of staying quiet in lectures? Most people assume I am a TA or research intern}

And it was easy to get the keypass

y/n creed

{Three days ago, Aira had scratched her arm red after using a body spray she borrowed from someone. That someone was allergic to synthetic citrus. And Aira had reacted}

y/n creed

{And well there's a huge story behind that ... I would like to think about it some other time...}

The compound swirled in the glass vial—slightly yellow, almost like lemonade

y/n creed

{If Aira drank this straight, she wouldn’t die..}

y/n creed

{She’d choke, her throat might close up.. Maybe a seizure if her body was tired enough?}

y/n creed

{I sound like a sadist at this point...}

You continue to work, you set down the vial and scribbling a note, completely lost in your own thoughts and giggling sometimes

The door clicked open behind you

y/n creed

{fuck what?}

y/n creed

{okay okay girl calm down, you are not doing anything suspicious}

you freeze. Instantly closing your notebook

You stay still and don't turn around, not even glance once

“Burning the midnight oil?”

y/n creed

{TSK that voice....}

Satoru~

*He stepped in slowly, hands in pocket*

y/n creed

*rolling eyes to yourself* {why the fuck he's here...this lab is the least visited place}

Satoru~

{this is interesting..... I remember seeing her in the classroom, miss don't talk to me...it's already been 3 week}

y/n creed

{fuck what do I do now? Stay silent or speak}

Satoru~

Hmm, You’re not supposed to be here

y/n creed

*You finally turn around*

y/n creed

*lifts an eyebrow* Studying...

He grins at you and steps closer, looking at the samples on the tray and the burner, and two unlabeled samples. One clear. One slightly clouded

Satoru~

With unmarked vials and a reaction chart?

Satoru~

My, my I didn't know my student was running a secret extra class I wasn’t invited to

y/n creed

No, professor Shou assigned this...

you turned your back to him and continued organizing the samples while your mind is slightly rushing but

y/n creed

{I was prepared anyway, and anyways these samples wouldn't cause any hospitalization let alone death}

y/n creed

and I’m prepping something for a side project

You lie smoothly

Satoru~

*smirks* Dr shou called in sick

Satoru~

And just so you know..., *He leaned against the counter, resisting his elbows behind*

He finally gets a glance of your face, you blink at him innocently

y/n creed

{Dr shou is sick? He is someone I know who never skips a day...guess I should have checked...lesson learned}

you pause a minute and raise your eyebrows

Satoru~

I could report this

he says while looking at your side profile for a little too long

taking in your facial features

y/n creed

*turns head slightly*

You give him an innocent little smile

y/n creed

prof gojo, I’m not doing anything illegal...

Satoru~

Mind if I ask what you're working on?

y/n creed

just a test compound. Mild allergen response study. It’s for a side module...

Satoru~

I highly doubt the professor would allow for this...*he speaks while maintaining the eye contact with you*

You quickly break the eye contact, and look around the lab

Satoru~

{she's cute..her lie was believable, but I know she's lying}

Satoru~

{and that notebook looks interesting}

He pretends to look at the sample and just as he's about to take the notebook sneakily

y/n creed

*grabs the notebook before he can take it*

y/n creed

{What a sneaky little b-}

Satoru~

quick, huh? Guess that notebook does hold some secret after all

you clench on the notebook, oh yeah the secrets...

y/n creed

{Which would get me jailed...}

Although you do feel pissed at him for interrupting your session

y/n creed

{he's starting to piss me off}

y/n creed

Just personal things...

Satoru~

Mind if I read? I won't tell anyone... I'm a good teacher trust me? *winks at her*

y/n creed

excuse me sir? I don't think it's appropriate for a teacher to look into a student's private diary

y/n creed

And besides that-

y/n creed

{god I almost forgot about this, I can be stupid Sometimes...}

You grab your bag from the chair, and put the notebook inside and remove a "badge"

Satoru~

independent credit work?

Satoru~

*taps the counter and grins looking at her*

Satoru~

Guess you do have a valid point

Satoru~

{I'm more interested than I should allow myself to be}

y/n creed

professor-approved access...

y/n creed

Believe me now? Sir?

He gives a little nod, doesn't speak for some reason

Satoru~

{guess during these 3 weeks at this boring campus....}

And He walks towards the door

Satoru~

Be careful with those samples...

He called back over his shoulder.

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