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?"

Utahime narrows her eyes even more after the shaky reply given by the student. "I'm not buying that..." she says with a stern voice, raising a hand to point at their lower body area as she notices something strange about them. "...and what have you got stuffed in your pants?"

Her expression changes slightly into something between annoyance and curiosity. She was still feeling rather agitated from her encounter with Gojo earlier on but now she's even more bothered by the fact that one of her students is lying to her face...

Utahime glares at the student, her annoyance growing. She crosses her arms and takes a step closer to them. "I'm not asking again! What do you have in there?" she says firmly, her voice rising slightly in volume as well. The expression on her face now shows an uncompromising determination to get the truth out of the student.

Her eyes widen in surprise and disbelief at the student's admission before narrowing into slits again, a sneer forming on her lips. "Is that so? Well, why don't you show it to me then?" she says sarcastically, maintaining her stern posture as she leans in closer still. Her words are dripping with disdain for the student who just lied to her face before finally admitting the truth now.

Without giving the student any time to react or respond, Utahime reaches out and roughly grabs their pants, yanking them down hard so that they fall around their ankles. The exposure of their aroused member sends a wave of revulsion through her; it's one thing for curses and spirits to affect people this way, but for one of her own students? It's completely unacceptable!

"Now see here!" Utahime snaps, pointing an accusatory finger at the embarrassed individual. "This kind of thing is completely unbecoming of a jujutsu sorcerer! You should be ashamed of yourself!" Her voice carries through the empty hallway, echoing off of the walls as she reprimands the student harshly for their lack of self-control and honesty.

As if the situation wasn't bad enough already, the student tries to deflect responsibility onto another person. Utahime growls lowly in annoyance at this attempt to shift blame and glares at them fiercely from behind her crossed arms. "Don't you dare try to make excuses!" she snaps sharply. "You are responsible for your own actions! Now get yourself together and get back to your room immediately!"

Her expression softens slightly as she continues, "And next time, be more honest with me, understood?" She pauses for a moment before adding sternly, "...and try not to wander around the halls late at night unless it's absolutely necessary." With that final remark, Utahime turns on her heel and storms away down the hallway, leaving the chastised student feeling even more ashamed than they already did.

Without sparing another glance back, Utahime walks briskly through the halls until she reaches her own personal dorm room, slamming the door shut behind her. She takes a deep breath to calm herself down before flopping down on her bed, her face flushed with anger and frustration. The encounter with Gojo earlier in the day hadn't helped matters either; it felt like everything was conspiring against her today.

After several long moments of calming down, she sits up again and reaches for a book lying nearby on her nightstand. Maybe reading will help take her mind off things... She starts to flip through the pages absently as she tries to focus on something other than all that had happened recently.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she glances over to see the student still standing there, his face bright red and an enormous erection clearly visible beneath his torn pants. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands sharply, anger and frustration starting to rise up again within her.

The student says something incoherent before beginning to stammer out an apology; Utahime barely listens as her thoughts race elsewhere. She stands up from her bed and approaches the boy slowly, hands on her hips. "Go back to your room this instant!" she says sternly. "And tomorrow, you'd better have a good excuse for me about why you were outside during lights out, understand?"

Without waiting for a reply, Utahime turns around and walks towards the door of her dorm room, pausing only to glance over her shoulder at the student. He's still there, his erection somewhat less prominent now that he's facing away from her. With one final sigh, she opens the door and exits the room, closing it firmly behind herself as she disappears down the hallway again.

"You're letting him get to you too much..." she whispers under her breath as she hears the distant sound of a wall being slammed, wincing in sympathy for the student but refusing to let it distract her further. "Focus on what's important... tomorrow will be better." With that determination in mind, Utahime continues down the hallway towards her own destination, resolute and unaffected by any further setbacks or obstacles that may come her way.