Chapter 2
Tw: physical violence, cursing
Authors note: It only gets better from here, kinda. also this isnβt proof read, enjoy!:)
September 1st 2015
βSatoru, why do you not like y/n?β
Satoru looked up from the book he was reading and met eyes with his friend who was gulping down a whole strawberry soda. Satoru sighed and placed a bookmark in his book so he could pick it up later.
βI donβt know, sheβs justβ¦ irks me,β Satoru responded as he ran his hand through snowy strands of his hair. βShe doesnβt stand up for herself and lets people take advantage of her. I mean you see it yourself, she always lets people cheat off her and stuff.β Satoru expressed as he picked around at his school lunch with his plastic fork.
βSo thatβs why you donβt like her? I thought there was something more to it.β
βThere are other reasons too,β Satoru says quietly as he takes a spoonful of the pudding on his tray.
Satoru wasnβt mean. He was a fair man. He wouldnβt dislike someone for no reason, there was always something to back it up. In your case, it was something you didnβt even know about. Something that if he had just talked to you for a second he would know none of it was true. That it was all a lie, but that never happened, so he was left with a bad impression of you from the start.
August 16th 2013
It was the first day of high school for Satoru Gojo, a spoiled kid who had never heard the word βnoβ in his life. But unlike others, he remained humble, and kind, and treated everybody fairly. Satoru was the type of guy who wouldnβt harm a fly. Because of his personality, he was naturally a people magnet. People just seemed to like him and wanted to be around him. One of these people was his good friend, Alina. A friend heβs had since childhood. Their mothers were friends with one another so they would often see each other as kids. They went to elementary, middle, and now high school together.
Unknown to Satoru but clear to everyone else, Alina had a huge crush on Satoru and had one for a while now. It was obvious in her actions and the way she looked at him. She would make sure he only looked at her and no other girl. But Satoru was a teenage boy, it wouldnβt be ideal for him to be so in love at such a young age. And that was reflected on the first day of high school when he first laid eyes on you.
You were quiet, pretty, and seemed kind and well-intentioned. He knew you were his type the moment he saw you. Satoru was staring at you from the moment you walked in class until you sat down right across from him. You looked over at him and he quickly looked away, but not before you could give him a warm smile. His cheeks had a small tint of pink to them when he saw you smile at him. Alina, who was sitting next to him, glared at you which you had taken note of. You thought that maybe this girl and this cute boy were dating, so probably you should back off.
βSatoru!β Alina whined in a somewhat obnoxious voice. βYou know that girl that youβre looking at? Sheβs like super mean.β Satoru turned to face Alina with a curious look. You didnβt seem mean though, you were so reserved and didnβt talk to anyone. You seemed the exact opposite of mean to Satoru at least.
βHow, whatβd she do?β Satoru asked as he played with the rim of his notebook. Alina hesitated for a second as she had no real proof to back up her lie about you. βUh, I heard she bullied some poor girl in her old school. She made the girl change schools because of it, it was bad.β Alina lied as she looked at Satoru with remorse. βI wouldnβt even get involved with her, Satoru.β
Satoru raised an eyebrow. βWhereβd you hear this? Itβs like the first time we met her.β Satoru asked somewhat suspicious of his friend, but rightfully so. This was everyone's first day at high school, so how would Alina know such rumors about you when you didnβt even attend the same middle school?
βWell actually Satoru, I didnβt want to say this butβ¦ before class I saw her in the bathroom and I liked her outfit so I complimented her.β Alina took a dramatic sigh as she ushered him to come closer. βShe scoffed at me and told me I was ugly. It really hurt my feelings, Satoru. So as my friend, Iβd appreciate it if you wouldnβt entertain her.β Alina said as she pretended to look sad, a little hurt even.
βAre you sure it was her? I donβt know her but she just doesnβt look like the type to say stuff like that, ya know?β Satoru said, brushing a strand of her hair out of her face. Alina frowned at him. He seemed to be taking the side of a stranger over his friend, best friend even.
βIt was her, I looked her directly in the eye when she said it. Sheβs no good Satoru, just donβt get involved with her, kayβ?β Alina said as she played with the bracelet on Satoruβs wrist that she had given him. It was one that she had made for the both of them with little connecting hearts. It was one of the many times she would try to confess her love for him through small actions, but Satoru was oblivious.
βIf you say so, Alina,β Satoru said as he gave Alina a small smile and connected their bracelets together. Alina was happy that Satoru had believed her lie. Now that he agreed to not get involved in any way with you, it was one less girl to worry about for Alina. Alina felt very possessive over him, she acted like he was her boyfriend and would often try to embarrass any girl who wanted Satoruβs attention. But this time was different. It wasnβt a girl seeking out Satoruβs attention, it was the other way around. This could be a problem for Alina, even if she told him not to get involved she wasnβt confident he would listen to her. So making up a little lie with little to no evidence wasnβt going to be the only thing she had to do.
That day, Alina found people who used to go to your old school and asked what you were like. All the responses were positive. You were pretty quiet but nonetheless you were still kind and considerate of others. That wasnβt going to work for Alina. Satoru wasnβt stupid. Even though Alina was his good friend, and he wanted to believe her, she was just one person. Satoru wanted confirmation of this story about you being a bully. So he would also ask people from your old school. Now, this is where things went downhill for your public image.
Alina not only found the kids who went to your school, but went as far as to bribe them. She said if they would lie and make rumors about you, sheβd pay them, and even give the girls Satoruβs number. A lie of course. Alina was simply using them, making them play into her cards. She would do whatever it took to make Satoru hers, even if it meant tearing down someone else.
Luckily for Alina, the bribery worked. All sorts of rumors spread about you, which quite frankly you didnβt care about. All you focused on was your studies and your own personal hobbies. You could care less if a few lies spread about you, you knew they werenβt true and thatβs all that mattered. Unbenounced to you, there was one rumor started by Alina herself that she told Satoru and had people back her up. You had never heard of this rumor, perhaps if you did, it would explain why Satoru was so cold the last 4 years of high school.
βHey Satoru, did you hear? Y/N was talking bad about you and your family. And even your.. you know.β One of his many newfound friends said.
βYeah, that was really messed up. I canβt believe sheβd make jokes about yourβ¦ dad and stuff.β Another voice chimed in. Alina sat there with a smirk on her face. It was working. Her plan was working. Sure she couldβve left it with the small rumor she made about you being mean to another kid, but this was Alina. She wanted to start drama and had fun doing it all.
βOh my god yeah, she's so messed up in the head.β Alina joined in holding Satoruβs arm. There had been a rumor that stood out from the rest about you. It was a rumor that you had made fun of Satourβs passed father. A very sensitive topic for Satoru.
His death happened a few summers prior. It affected him and his family greatly, especially Satoru. Satoru was always very fond of his father. They would play soccer together, go to arcades, etc. His father was his biggest role model, so it struck as a shock to him and his family when his dad got into a horrible car accident on the way to pick up Satoru from soccer practice.
Satoru felt like it was all his fault that it happened. If Satoru hadnβt been so instant in going to soccer practice, it never would have happened. His dad would still be there and Satoru would still be happy. But of course, life is not always perfect, and things donβt go the way you want them to go. Satoru learned that early on.
While he was grieving, there were many people there for him, but the one he was most comforted by was Alina. Alina had lost her mother at a very early age. She didnβt remember her mother but it still hurt to see other kids with their moms doing stuff with their kids and then there was Alina. Because of this, the two of them formed a bond and were best friends from there on out.
Satoru took a few weeks off school when it happened but he returned soon after. People were worried about him, but he was able to keep up a smile even throughout the tragedy. Alina was always there for him even at their young age. So it made sense that he would believe her.
βShe what?β Satoru asks, snapping out of his flashback and joining his friends in the conversation.
βYeah man, a few girls overheard her talking about your dad and making fun of him, sheβs horrible.β One of his friends said. Satoru was mad. It wasnβt just Alina saying that you had said horrible things about his deceased dad, it was the whole grade playing along with her. From here on out Satoru started to dislike you, a lot. He didnβt want to confront you about it because it would just be a waste of time, but it would have been better if he did. He simply started to ignore you and roll his eyes when he saw you. You were confused because just a few days ago he was smiling at you in class, but now he just gave you cold glares and scoffed when he saw you.
You were in your own little world. You donβt know why he changed but he did and you couldnβt do much about it. You usually didnβt mind when other people ignored you but when he started to as well, it seemed to bother you. At the time, you didnβt know but you had started to develop feelings for Satoru. But now he seemed to hate you for what you thought was no reason so you just dealt with it. Those feelings stayed for all four years of high school. If only you had known of the rumor. You would have immediately cleared it up with Satoru. You would have made it known that you would never say something like that much less about him. But whatβs done is done, and there is no way to change that now.
July 24th 2017
Itβs been about a month into your summer break. You havenβt kept in contact with anyone from your old high school, but you didnβt need to. Your summer is going fine so far. You now have time to dedicate to your hobbies and doing other fun stuff. You were a little nervous about one thing though, and that was college coming around the corner. Even though you were nervous it was kind of like a fresh start for you.
You could meet people who didnβt make or know fake rumors about you. You could meet people with similar interests and hobbies. What mostly interested you about the college was the writing class course they offered. Itβs a very popular course and it was one you wanted to take. The teacher was told to be great at their job and taught interesting topics. Ever since you heard your older cousin took it and liked it a bunch, you also wanted to take it. Another reason you wanted to take it was because it was one of the courses Satoru wanted to take. But heβs not going to the University of Kyoto so that failed.
Besides the occasional worry about starting college in August, summer was treating you well. Today was one of the annual Japanese festivals. You were going to go with your parents and little sister to eat some good food, play games, and watch the famous fireworks. It was something you did mostly every year. It was going to be an all-around good time. Your parents were busy with work so it was one of the times the whole family could spend time together.
You started to get ready for the festival. You put on your prettiest Yukata, tied your hair in a bun, and put on a little makeup. It was one of the times you gotta dress up and it made you feel good about yourself. On the car ride there you laid your head on the window and pondered to yourself. βI wonder where Satoru is right now.β You thought to yourself as you listened to some lovey-dovey song through your headphones. βI bet heβs gonna get a girlfriend in college too.β You rolled your eyes at your thoughts. So what if he did, heβs going on about his life. You thought confessing would make you stop having these sappy thoughts but you found that to not be true at all.
Ever since you confessed you thought of Satoru a lot more. Probably more than you did before you confessed. The thoughts wouldnβt go away but you had to remind yourself that heβs going his own path and you need to focus on yours. What kept eating at you though was now that he had changed colleges he would be going to Alinaβs college and theyβd only continue to get closer to one another. You sighed and closed your eyes as you listened to your music. Now a sad song was playing, ironic huh?
As you and your family entered the festival your nose was filled with a handful of smells. Fried foods, sweet pastries, and the smell of the beautiful blue ocean. The same shade of blue as Satoruβs eyes. Sigh, you have to stop thinking about these sappy things.
You moseyed around with your family for a while playing games and trying different foods. You ran into a few people from your old high school but they didnβt acknowledge you so you didn't either. You could have sworn you saw Alina but you were being rushed by your mom to help her carry something. It would have ruined your whole night if you did see her though. But for now, you just ignored it. It probably wasn't her anyway. You overheard her saying she was going to Europe for the summer anyway.
The fireworks were going to start soon. As you and your family sat down on a good spot on the crowded beach, you felt the reminiscence of the huge drink you had earlier and had to use the bathroom. You excused yourself and headed to the lady's room. After you finished your business you touched up your makeup and made sure your hair was good. As you applied a slick layer of lipgloss you noticed someone come up behind you.
βExcuse me, I gottaβ¦oh itβs you.β The voice said, suddenly changing the tone when they caught a glimpse of your face. It was none other than Alina all dolled up for the festival. You briefly moved out the way as she asked and she stared you up and down as she touched up her lipstick.
βYou know, Y/N, Satoruβs here,β Alina said with a smirk as she went back to putting on her lipstick. Your heart dropped when you heard his name. Satoru was here after all. Of course, you were happy, but there was a catch if Alina was mentioning it.
βYeah, we're actually dating now. Took a while but we finally confused our love for each other, cute, right?β She said with a laugh. βHe doesnβt want you, he never has, so just get over him, kayβ? We're happy together.β She said brushing some strands of her brunette hair out of her face. Your heart dropped again but not because you were happy this time. No, because you were crushed.
You knew that you and Satoru getting together would probably never happen and that he would find someone he truly loved. But you didnβt think so soon, and with her of all people. You couldnβt lie, it stung a little, but you couldnβt let Alina know that so you kept your emotions concealed.
βCongrats to you two, I guess.β You said in the most unbothered way you could. You were just about finished touching up so you were about to leave when she grabbed your shoulder.
βWait up a minute,β Alina said, halting your movements. βI just want you to knowβ¦ that he would have never wanted you anyway. I mean look at you and then look at me. Iβm pretty, skinny, and brunette while you... Well, you're you. You shouldnβt have gotten your hopes up in the first place, I mean-β SLAP.
You were fed up with Alina. She was annoying and just straight-up rude. You didnβt bother anyone and yet she seemed so envious of you. Youβve taken enough of her crap. Now that school is over you werenβt gonna get in trouble so you went for it. You slapped her, and it felt good. She deserved it.
Her jaw dropped and she held the side of her face which you slapped.
βYou're a real bitch you know that!β She said grabbing her purse and running off probably to tell Satoru and her minions. You didnβt care though. After years of her little snarky comments, this pushed you over the edge. It was so unlike you. You were never really one to escalate to physical violence, but if it was Alina anyone rightfully would.
You finished your slight touch-ups and walked out of the bathroom to join your family on the beach for the fireworks. On the way there you bumped into someone and some stuff in your bag fell. Both of you bent down to pick it up before you could see who it was.
βOh sorry about that.β You said as you put the stuff in your bag. As you looked up to see who it was you bumped into foreheads with them, but when this happened you saw those cerulean eyes. Those eyes were unmistakable. You had to be sure it was him. You looked up at him as he offered you a hand to get up. There was no mistaking those snowy white strands and those beautiful blue eyes. It was Gojo Satoru.
βWhy is he being nice to me?β You thought to yourself. It seems you thought too soon because as soon as he made eye contact and realized it was you his warm smile disappeared and he replaced it with a frown as he put down his extended hand.
βOh, nevermind.β He said as he walked off with his hands in his pockets. Great. You had actually thought for a second that maybe, just maybe he would start to like you, but no. As soon as he realized it was you he walked off probably to go and join his new girlfriend and talk about how much of a hopeless romantic you were. You sighed as you got up yourself and continued your walk back to your family on the beach.
The fireworks were beautiful as always but you couldn't fully enjoy them since all you were thinking about was your previous encounter with Satoru. What had gone so wrong to make him hate you? That youβll never know.
After the festival was over, you walked back to the car with your family. In the parking lot you had caught a glimpse of Alina who was standing with Satoru. She looked back at you with a cold glare. You could care less at the moment. Suddenly she got a devious smirk on her face as she took Satoruβs arm and kissed him. Now that you care about it. You looked away blinking back some tears and turned to face your family. You tried to ignore what you just saw and paid attention to finding the car and getting the hell out of there.
What was once supposed to be a fun, traditional family event you looked forward to was ruined this year by Alina and Satoru.
Authors note: yes I did reference jjk chapter 261 :p
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Genuienly what the actual fuck is wrong with JJK fans, if you dont know a few days ago i posted this post and I have apparently copied someone elses smau and have been send threats over it (only in my inbox, luckly not the comments):
So i'm gonna tell you this:
1. I got this as a REQUEST, it was not my idea to being with and heres where I answered the ask, there are many smau creators on this app, i am not going to check every single one to make sure they havenβt done that prompt
2. I have @/nanaslutt blocked just because shes an adult that has MDNI on her blog and i am in fact a MINOR, I am the type of person who would accidently like a post while scrolling thro the tags, so like i do with most mdni blogs i see i blocked her and I just never think about those blogs again
3. Unless i used the exact same phrasing in my messages and characters as miss nana (which i wouldnt be able to know since i would rather not go and see the post because she has MDNI and i want to respect her bouderies), then i really wouldnβt call it βstealingβ like so many people say in my inbox have
This is nothing against miss nana. So yeah thats it, thank you for listening to my rant
college football player ! izuku whoβs no longer the sweetheart he was in highschool, whoβs the meanest on the field.
college football player ! izuku whoβs the best wide receiver in the u.s after being flew out to california to play for ucla.
college football player ! izuku who flaunts you any way he can. who walks around the streets of l.a with you on his arm, a smirk on his pink lips.
college football player ! izuku who is the biggest munch for you when you two are at your shared apartment, whoβs a stark contrast of his οΏΌοΏΌbrood attitude on the field.
imagine somebody calling your anime/manga roster ugly and they got shigaraki on their roster
you and suguru licking and kissing and drooling on either side of satoru's cock, enjoying all the reactions you can pull from the white haired sorcerer. it feels so good but at the same time, you're both teasing him, never quite giving him the stimulation he needs and craves. your tongue meets suguru's and soon it evolves into you making out with him instead. he tastes like satoru mixed with something so uniquely suguru and you find yourself addicted.
satoru's cock twitches as he watches you and his best friend, hitting the bottoms of your chins and leaving a glossy combination of spit and precum. he whines, like a dog forgotten, desperate for attention and touches. but he'll have to wait β you want to play with suguru a bit more first.
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satoru can be so mean sometimes. sometimes, when you try to be bratty to get his attention, he can't help himself when the string of patience just snaps! and suddenly he's on you, your face smooshed into your plushies, ass in the air, back arched like a cat, nails digging into the very wet sheetsβ
he fucks mercilessly. one thrust after another. deep, gut wrenching strokes, his tip kissing your cervix. he's mean. his hips snap against your ass at a pace you didn't even know was possible. he keeps you in a position where you can't do anything but moan and begβ and he's not even considering the degrading, mean words he spits out as he delivers loud smacks against your already reddened butt.
"s-such a brat babyβ hah!β why're you cryin'? wasn't this what you wanted?"
"c'mon, take it, girlβ ngh! gonna f-fill you up so good, s'goodβ you'll feel me for days- fuck!"
and he thinks he feels you quivering. your sweaty, poor body almost breaking down at the overstimulation. he's so harshβ you were already struggling to take him normally, and now you're taking his full size while he's pounding into you! his tip is already leaking pre-cum inside of you, not that you're in any need of lubricationβ you've been wet the whole day, basically dripping as you begged your boyfriend for only his tip! but he just left you waiting. of course you were going to be a bit bratty and tease him!
and gojo didn't reflect on his behavior towards yours. he thought this was what you deserved. every pound, every smack, every second of your walls stretching even further, almost painfully so. he thinks you deserved to cry, your cheeks wet with your own salty tearsβ but...
when you start to clench around him, his thrusts getting sloppier, he thinks you're close. you should beβ
so why do you look like you're struggling?
your high-pitched moans reduce to mere whimpers and whines. you're squirming more than usual, and soon he finds out that you're desperately trying to choke his name out. he grunts, deciding to play along, "m-mhm, baby? what is it?"
he notices you trying to move your arms, interlocking them behind your back. humming and amused, he grins as he watches you, removing the harsh pressure of his palm he's been applying on your back.
that seems to do it, because just a second after, your fingers are wriggling behind you, arms stretched across your back, still choking out syllables of what should be his name.
and that's when he realizesβ
you're trying to hold his hand while he absolutely blows your back out.
to say his heart melts is an understatement. he stills inside you for a moment. as the sounds of angry sex fade out, you're able to hear his pants, not to forget your own whines and whimpers.
he's doing absolutely everything in his power not to coo at your attempt, but he fails, absolutely softening. he could tear up, reallyβ and it takes alot to make a man like him cry.
so, he interlocks his fingers with yours as his other hand holds the curve of your waist, his strokes deep and delicate now. not only that, but his words soften too.
"'m sorry baby, you j..just wanted someone to ease y'r ache down there, mh?"
"should've t-taken care ofβ hmp!β of you sooner, my loveβ 'm such an asshole, aren't i?"
and he finds it amusing, watching you shake your head desperately, murmuring sweet little 'no's and 'y're the best 'toru's.
maybe, he was just a teensy tiny bit too mean with you earlier.
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