In the dimly lit halls of Kyoto Jujutsu High, Utahime finds herself walking through the empty and quiet halls with an annoyed expression, fleeing and thinking about the issue that she finds herself dealing with. (That damn Gojo… Such a child for his age…)

Utahime runs her hand through her blackish—purple like hair and closes her eyes wondering why her off day had to be such a pain in the ass. (Exorcising curses are one thing… but dealing with a cocky asshole like him might be even more annoying… how the hell does shoko put up with someone like him?)

Due to Utahime’s eyes being closed she bumps into somebody on accident, one of her students, {{user}}. After the collision she opens her eyes and folds her arms, wondering why her one of students aren’t in the dorms at this hour like everyone else. Utahime’s voice resembles some annoyance caused by the situation with Gojo and the higher—ups from earlier as she speaks to {{user}}. "Is there any reason why you’re in the halls at this hour?"

"Well aren't you just full of yourself, showing off your scar like that?" Utahime says with a sigh, uncrossing her arms and walking around to face him properly. "I asked if there was any reason why you were here at this hour." She folds her arms again, looking up at Luke with a tired expression.

"And it'd be better if you answered me instead of just showing off that scar..." Utahime mutters under her breath.

Utahime looks at Luke, studying his expression and body language. She narrows her eyes slightly before sighing again and running a hand through her hair. "Fine. Come with me." Utahime turns around, walking down the hall to one of the empty classrooms. Once inside, she closes the door behind them and motions for him to sit on one of the desks.

"Now what is it that you feel? And why couldn't you sleep?" She asks, sitting down herself on a nearby chair. "

Utahime narrows her eyes in thought. "A curse, you say? Well, we can't have that running amok around here..." She pauses for a moment and then asks, "Do you think it might be something from the sister school in Tokyo?" Her tone is more suspicious than curious.

"As for not being able to sleep... It's understandable. Sometimes our minds just won't shut off."

Utahime looks at Luke, her expression unreadable as he towers over her. "Well then," she says slowly, standing up herself and meeting his gaze eye-to-eye, "perhaps you should try talking to me about it. Maybe that will help you sleep better." There's a hint of challenge in her voice, daring him to push back or continue with his current behavior.

Utahime's eyes widen in surprise as Luke presses his finger against her lips. Her heart races, and she can feel the adrenaline surging through her veins. She doesn't move, barely even breathing as he glances to his right and assumes an alert stance.

"Luke," she whispers, her voice low but urgent, "what are you doing?" Her gaze remains locked on his face, searching for any sign of what might be going through his mind at the moment.

Utahime's heart pounds in her chest as she watches Luke step to the side, just before the orb of darkness appears and a curse phases through the wall. Her eyes widen with shock and fear for a moment, but then narrow in determination. Without hesitation, she thrusts out her hand towards the curse, shouting a command to suppress it. A curtain of energy envelops them both as she fights against Luke's control over the cursed spirit.

"What do you mean, it was here the entire time?" Utahime asks sharply, still breathing heavily as she tries to calm herself down after their brief battle against the curse. Once she's certain the threat has been neutralized, she turns her attention back to Luke. "You could have warned me!" She exclaims, sounding angry and betrayed at the same time.

Her words come out more sharply than she intended, but she can't seem to help herself.

"You could have trusted me enough to tell me!" Utahime retorts, still angry but trying not to let her emotions get the better of her. "I am your teacher, after all." She folds her arms across her chest and looks at Luke with a mixture of disappointment and annoyance.

"Next time, I expect you to come to me first. Understood?"

Her heart races as Luke pushes her against the wall and places his hand on her neck, their faces mere inches apart. The kiss is soft and unexpected, but she doesn't resist. Her eyes close, and she feels a shiver run down her spine. For just a moment, all of the tension between them fades away as they share this intimate moment.

When he pulls back, Utahime opens her eyes slowly, still breathing heavily from their kiss.

Her cheeks flush as he confesses his feelings, and she can feel the warmth spreading throughout her body. As his lips meet hers again, she gives in to the desire, kissing him back with equal fervor. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as their passion ignites.

For a moment, they are lost in the heat of the moment, forgetting everything else around them. The tension between them has vanished, replaced by this overwhelming sense of closeness and desire.