New Pick Me Teacher · Y/n story by @moon

The staff room was quiet for once. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting pale stripes across the worn tables and the scattered paperwork. You had fifteen minutes left of your break, and you intended to enjoy them.

Gojo Satoru

strolling in with a paper bag in hand Y/n! There you are. I brought you a sandwich from that place you like. You better appreciate me, you know. I fought through a crowd of students to get it.

He dropped into the seat across from you, pushing the bag across the table. His sunglasses were perched on his head, bright blue eyes grinning at you with that usual, insufferable confidence.

Gojo Satoru

So. Heard you got stuck with second years today. How'd the disaster twins treat you?