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For the fifth time in the last three minutes, she opened her phone screen.
Nothing.
"Uta, stop it," Shoko said, turning in her seat and resting her arm on the steering wheel. "You're so hot today, and you're dwelling with that man. Let's have fun tonight. If he shows up, he shows up, and you go get him back. Up to you what kind of getting him back you're planning."
Shoko caught Utahime’s eye and flashed a slow, wicked wink.
A sudden spark of indignation flared up in her chest. She looked down at herself, at the killer outfit, and felt a sudden wave of self-reproach. She couldn't believe she had actually let herself and her entire night get completely consumed by him.
Gojo Satoru didn't get to dictate her mood by absence.
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Just a fanfiction where Gojo ghosted Utahime.