"Hey babe," Gojo laid on my lap despite my growing belly stretching outwards. His beautiful blue eyes glanced over at me, shooting heart eyes in my direction. "Do you ever wonder how it would be like if we met in high school?" There was a tranquil expression covering his face.

"Uhh, no. I think it's better that we met through an arranged marriage. I believe that even if I had met you through the school, I would've been sold off. Maybe to you, Geto, or someone else." I don't like thinking about those hypothetical situations. It gives me an unsettling feeling in my stomach. "Besides, why think about that when we have a family? And we're having triplets too?" What in the world was going on in his head?

Gojo tapped his pointer fingers together and pouted, making eye contact with me then ripping away. "Well... I'm just curious if you would still fall in love with me again, that's all... Because you know... I'm handsome or whatever."

His confidence made me laugh out loud. "HAH! But what if I fell for Geto Suguru? He is the one who helped me become pregnant with triplets." Geto was always there whenever I found out that I'm pregnant. It's weird because it felt like he's my fairy godmother, showering me down with unexpected pregnancies. It's more like a blessing than a curse from Geto.

A frown plastered on Gojo's face while his brows knitted, forming a few creases on his smooth forehead. "Well, you don't know that." He quietly grumbled, letting his jealousy run through his blood. He looked like a child who was about to throw a tantrum over a piece of candy. He can't be upset that I said that. We don't even know the real outcome if we were to meet at school. Gojo turned his head away from me, refusing to look at me as he felt hurt and betrayed. "You know I'll never stop chasing after you even if we met at school...like how I do to Nanami."

Even though I'm supposed to feel agitated by his childish behavior, he kept making me laugh even more. I threw my head back in pure confusion, actually wondering how I fell for this very man in front of me. "What?! How did this turn from me to Nanami?" A perplexed smile took over my face. I'm going insane by Gojo Satoru. "You know what? Fine tell me how our love life would've been different if we met in school. I'm interested to know." I'll hear out my husband's crazy antics.

With that being said, Gojo huffed as he turned around to face me. He still had his hissy fit written all over his face. "Yes I will! I'm going to tell you in third person too! So now get ready for it..."

The second years: Gojo, Geto, and Shoko sat in their seats, waiting for their teacher Yaga to enter the classroom since class had started 5 minutes ago. They didn't know that they were going to have a new student joining their class.

"Why's sensei taking so long?" Gojo grumbled, slouching in his seat as he waited for his teacher to arrive and give him a mission to go on. He just wanted to get his day over with and sleep.

"I heard that we have a new student joining our class today." Geto simply said, understanding Yaga's tardiness.

Shoko chimed in, looking at the two boys. "I hope it's a girl. I like you guys, but I need a refresher from boys. I need a girl who'll understand me." She smiled, indirectly poking at them. Shoko had nothing against the boys, she just needed to have some girl talk from time to time. She would go to Utahime, but she's busy with missions so Shoko doesn't want to bother her often.

"I hope it's a girl too," Gojo smiled, thinking about the possibility of love sprouting from the new female sorcerer. "Suguru, do you have any information about the new student?" He asked his best friend as he stared at Geto's direction.

"No, but we will know once sensei comes in."

At the other end with Yaga, he was talking to the last descendant of the Kita clan: Kita Ena. She wasn't looking forward to this since last year she's been homeschooled about jujutsu, and now she's being thrown to a private school with strangers. This is her first time integrating society and making sorcerer friends.

"Are you okay?" Yaga asked, looking at Ena who nervously looked around her surroundings.

Ena put on a fake smile since that's all she knew how to do—put on a facade. "I'll be alright. Don't worry about me, sensei. I'm sure your students are welcoming." She only hoped she'd be welcome with warm arms. She also hoped that she wouldn't get picked on for being sheltered for her whole life either.

I interrupted his story time because he was dragging it out too long. "Honey, are you telling me a whole trilogy? Because I have a feeling that this will go on for days if you don't get to the point."

"Hush, babe." Gojo put a finger on my lips to silence me. "The story has only begun. I won't drag it for too long. There will be some time skip where you fall for me. I know how stubborn you are,"

This story is solely based on his personal liking. How realistic is it going to be? But I won't bother him since he's going to get mad if I keep interrupting.

"Okay, honey." I backed off from him and let him do his thing.

Yaga opened the sliding door and announced the new student. "Everyone listen up! We have a new student in this class. Her name is Kita Ena. She's from the Kita clan who finally let her attend this school to better understand how this jujutsu school and society works and how missions are completed. Be nice to her, especially you, Gojo." Yaga pointed at Gojo who was confused on why he was being picked on while the other two students were snickering.

"Hey! I'm a nice guy! I don't know what you're talking about, sensei." Gojo stubbornly refused to acknowledge that he's mean.

"You're just rude, Satoru." Geto whispered in Gojo's ear, as he glared at his best friend.

"I am not rude!"

Yaga sighed, shaking his head as he wondered how he dealt with them before. "Ena, sit in between Gojo and Shoko." He gestured, and Ena timidly made her way to the empty seat.

As she sat in her seat, her face immediately flushed from Gojo's eyes staring at her from the side.

"Yeah, I do see you being a little creep." I commented on his great storytelling. "But I wouldn't turn red. I would glare back at you and ask to square up." I don't know why he portrayed me as some shy girl.

Gojo got off from laying on my lap and chuckled right beside me. "You got jokes, babe. You wouldn't be able to say that to me because you wouldn't know slang words at all. Nice try." He patted my head, then pulled me into his arms as I laid against his hard rock chest.

I was lost at words from his comeback, so I smacked my lips together, creating a 'popping' sound. "Okay... You're right, but we won't ever know since we're old now. Continue on your biased story."

"Fine, I'll change it a bit so it's more realistic. I was also going to add in how you were head over heels for me too, but that's going to make you interrupt my storytime again." Sass lingered in his voice as he was somehow getting fed up by me. It's funny because it's always the other way around.

I retorted back, "Then actually make me accurate to my real personality, sir."

Back to Gojo's story...

Ena thought to herself of why that white furball was looking at her. She knew she didn't do anything to offend him because she just sat in her seat a few seconds ago. 'What's up with that guy?' she thought. She couldn't help but feel agitated by him, so Ena turned to her left and glared at the man named Gojo.

"Is there something you desperately need from me that you can't keep your eyes to yourself?" Ena said in dismay, making sure that he knew that his covered eyes were making her uncomfortable. "I may have been sheltered, but I know it's rude to stare." Ena's fierce golden eyes bored his soul as her long black raven hair framed her face.

Gojo then propped his chin on his hand and gazed lovingly at her, pushing his black sunglasses up to reveal his sparkling blue eyes, which was his best asset. "I just wanted to get a good look at you. You're very beautiful and—" Gojo wanted to make Ena's heart fluttered from his alluring words, but Yaga stopped him from causing mayhem with the new student.

"Shoko, take Ena out."

"Yes, sir!" Shoko stood up from her seat, smiling innocently at Ena but deviously at Gojo since he made a bad impression on her, and she had the new girl all to herself too. Shoko concluded that Ena wouldn't want to be around Gojo's weird ass. "Come on, let's go!"

Days to weeks went on as Ena evaded Gojo's every move. Whenever she spotted him at the end of the hallway, she would turn around and take the long way to class. Or when she saw him alone at the student lounge, she'd quietly step away and sometimes make loud excuses to prevent Gojo from tailing her if he spotted her. However, she knew she couldn't avoid Gojo for too long either.

I added my own commentary on this part. "Of course I would do that! If a person made me uncomfortable, I'm going to hide when I get the chance too." Who wouldn't be scared of a creep? I know I would, regardless if I knew them or not. I'd rather prioritize my own safety than end up in the same room as them.

Gojo lightly slapped my thigh, grabbing my attention. "But babe, I'm the main character in this. I'm handsome, tall, and the strongest sorcerer in this world... so you can't hide for too long. I'll find a way to reel you in." He pretended to throw an invisible fishing line and did a reeling motion with his hands, winking at me as I found him goofy as heck.

"You're so ugly! I can't with you! Now I really want to go back in time and see how you would've wooed me." I laughed, but then sadness kicked in as I thought about Naozumi and my triplets being unborn if that were to happen.

"No, I like my story but I'd rather not lose this life I have." He planted a soft kiss on my cheek, securing me in his arms. "So where did I leave off?"

"Gojo, Ena, you two have a mission together. Exorcising a hospital building. It's a grade 2 cursed spirit." Yaga informed the two students as Ena rolled her eyes in dismay, whereas Gojo excitedly smiled, finally happy to know he'll get to spend some time with the new girl.

Everyone knew that Ena didn't interact with Gojo at all. She viewed him as a plague and dipped whenever she got the chance to. However, nobody really knew the reason why she kept dodging him. Shoko nor Geto couldn't get a detailed answer but a vague one. Gojo himself had all reasons to wonder because he never interacted with her after Yaga scolded him for pestering Ena on her first day of class. Since nobody's unable to get a straight answer out of Ena, Yaga had no choice but to pair them up and see what unfolds. Although he didn't want to, he didn't have a choice because Yaga wanted all his students to get along with each other, or find a common ground even if they don't share the same feelings for one another.

A pit in Ena's stomach grew when Gojo threw an arm around her shoulder. "Alright! Let's get going, buddy!" He loudly cheered causing Ena's ear to spiritually bleed in pain. She didn't want to do this. She wished it was Geto or Shoko instead of a hyperactive dog. Ena appreciated how Geto and Shoko knew how to respect boundaries and opinions; however, Gojo didn't seem to know what that was in Ena's eyes.

"Get off of me..." She flicked at his jaw, imbuing a lot of cursed energy to make him fly away from her.

FLICK!!

Smoke stemmed from her pointer finger as Gojo was out of sight from Ena and blew her finger. "Good grief..." Ena sighed, wondering how she'll withstand her classmate's antics. Looking over her shoulder, Ena spotted Gojo in a pile of books. His elongated body flew to the bookshelf in the back of the classroom which they haven't left yet.

"You two please best behave..." Yaga said, shaking his head as if this was going to decrease 10 years of his lifespan, and he already had to deal with Geto and Gojo's foolery too. "Don't cause me stress either." He laid out the basic ground rule before Yaga left the room.

Ena sighed once again, glancing at Gojo, who hadn't gotten up from her fatal blow, and walking out of the classroom. She had no time to waste on him if he was going to play dead. She was no dog trainer. "I guess it's a solo mission now," Ena mumbled to herself, striding off on her own.

"Wait! You can't leave me!" Gojo suddenly exclaimed in despair, sitting up with his hand stuck out towards Ena as her figure was already gone.

At the hospital, Gojo wouldn't stop clinging on to Ena while he bragged about himself, showing off his power move at any given moment. He wanted to amaze Ena because he's the strongest sorcerer in their time. Gojo flexed too hard that Ena stopped caring and split ways with him.

"Hey, you aren't supposed to leave by yourself!" He shouted, running after Ena. He believed that she wasn't 'strong' with handling the situation since he had never seen her in battle before.

Ena didn't stop as she spoke to him from afar. "Gojo,"

Gojo's eyes sparkled from hearing her voice say his name for the first time. It was like a lovely Angel singing in his ears. He can listen to her talk as long as his name was in all of her sentences.

"You're not the only strongest sorcerer in this room. I am too. If you know who my clan is, then you shouldn't fear for my safety besides your own." Ena firmly stated, quickly summoning her domain expansion to end their mission fast. She wanted to spend less time with him as possible. The more they're together, the more she wonders when she'll go deaf and lose brain cells. Her ears couldn't take in the long talks about Gojo bringing himself up in all topics. Ena wasn't really interested in learning about him. Her chance of freedom was here, and she didn't need to think about men but herself.

Once Ena's domain expansion took place, Gojo was mesmerized and took a liking to her. He loved how cold she acted towards him, inducing him to wanting to glue himself on to her and learn more about Ena. Not only that, she also portrayed herself as a strong-willed and independent woman. Who doesn't like a strong woman? He fell for her without even knowing her on a deeper level.

'She's beautiful,' Gojo thought to himself, observing her actions as she wrapped up her domain expansion. The heavenly light from her domain casted a filter over her exceptional beauty as she looked like a porcelain doll. Ena's sharpened eyes watched the grade 2 cursed spirit die from her divine power. Gojo's heart raced from what he had witnessed.

"So, are you implying that you're a simp?" I curiously asked, tilting my head back to look at Gojo smiling at me.

"Yeah, I still am. You're gorgeous as heck babe! Who wouldn't simp over you?"

Did he really say that? Does he not know that men can't even look at my direction because of him? Pushing myself off of him, I turned and faced him with a confused yet ironic expression as one of my brows lifted. "Uhhhh... Are you sure about that? I don't have men simping over me because of you. You chase them off before I even notice. Maybe Nao did too..." Now that I think about it, Naozumi did prevent men from approaching me. At the grocery stores, he would always cling on to me like Gojo would when he refused to let me do anything because he wanted my attention, or he would drag me to another place in the store. He did small actions that I didn't notice because I thought it's just a kid's thing. Naozumi acted like my guardian when it's the other way around. "But you have women and possibly men simping over you." I know he ravishes in it.

"Well yeah, I am handsome! Who wouldn't simp for me?" His words were filled with confidence and hypocrisy. I already know he's handsome and women flaunt over him. He doesn't have to shove it in my face, reminding me that he's too good for me if I'm talking about looks. I might as well sell him off to a modeling agency so he can make double the bank for the family.

Shaking my head from this conversation, I ushered him to finish the story. "Keep telling the story before I sleep. This pregnant woman gets tired really easily."

"Okay, okay! Here comes a time skip!"

Months after the fateful mission, Gojo heavily pursued her, popping in her presence whenever he had the chance. He would buy her drinks out of nowhere, compliment her, voluntarily be her partner in every mission, invade her personal space, and—

I quickly interjected because I knew where this was turning. "Wait, wait, wait! Are you telling me that you're going yandere mode on me?" I clicked my tongue in disappointment. That wasn't a pleasant thought to think about. "I don't want to hear what happened next... It's just like imagining if Yuji couldn't suppress Sukuna. He would go yandere mode on me and possibly kill me at the beginning. You know what, I'm going to nap." I got off the couch and almost began walking until Gojo grabbed my wrist.

"But babe! There is a good ending to this."

"Bye!" I waved, immediately leaving the living room. I didn't want to hear it at all. It's better not to know how he got with me in that fictional story of his.