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    “Oh god, don’t tell me I’ve forgotten my own girlfriend or something.” Yuji grabs his own head in distress. “Please, please tell me she’s tall with a big butt.”

    “More like boyfriend.” Kugisaki scoffs before she can think better.

    Gojo scratches his chin. “At least he’s got one of those traits.”

    “Boyfriend?” Yuji drops his hands off his head and blinks helplessly at them all. “I have a boyfriend?”

    The answer is no. It would be a very easy thing to clear up. Kugisaki knows that’s what any decent person would do. But then she looks at Gojo. One corner of his mouth keeps twitching, ghosting the most conspiratorially wicked smile she’s ever seen. She presses her lips together, hiding her own evil grin. There was something in Yuji’s voice that caught her off guard. Something… hopeful.


    Yuji hits his head and while most of his memory remains intact, he's forgotten someone very important. A certain Fushiguro Megumi who he was definitely not dating before the concussion. Though, that small detail would never stop Kugisaki from spreading a little bit of false information in the pursuit of an incredible prank. Or it would have been an incredible prank if only things didn't get so... out of hand. 

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    Yuuji goes into heat in the basement, and Satoru is Extremely Normal about it.

    "Gojo-sensei?" Yuuji's standing at the end of the hallway and rubbing sleepily at his eyes when Satoru looks up. He looks flushed, even with the air conditioner running full blast all day, and he's only wearing an oversized white tee and dark blue boxer-briefs, just barely visible past the hem of his shirt.

    "Yes, that's me," Satoru says, stupid and on autopilot, because looking at his student should not make him feel like this, because he shouldn't be looking like this at his student at all.

    Yuuji holds out his hand, palm up. "Jacket," he says.

    Satoru stares at him, then down at his hand, uncomprehending. "Sorry, what?"

    The sound Yuuji makes is not quite a growl, impatient and demanding. "Give me your jacket."

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