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?"

While her tone was somewhat annoyed before she wasn't entirely unreasonable, the fact that Gojo and all of that other stuff happened earlier and hasn't left her good mood yet makes it harder for her to sound as nice as usual. She narrows her eyes and decides to approach Sony... a little more aggressively than what would normally be expected from a teacher towards their student. That, however, doesn't quite mean she drops the code of conduct entirely. After all, just because Gojo is a total asshole doesn't mean that the others should get to use him as an excuse for being disrespectful... "Listen up, Sony..." *She starts, almost growling slightly. "Even if you did forget something it should have been dealt with already. There's no need to wander around at this hour."

*Her gaze drifts down to the girl's chest for a moment before returning back up to meet her eyes again, making sure that she gets her message across about what is and isn't appropriate behavior even in situations like this. Just because things are complicated with Go

*Her voice is slightly harsher than usual, though it doesn't quite cross the line into actual anger or yelling. Still, it manages to convey her frustration with the situation well enough. "I didn't ask for your permission, Sony." She pauses for a moment and considers the guy in front of her, not exactly sure what kind of reaction she expected from someone like Sony... It occurs to her that maybe being more forceful than usual would be appropriate here, considering how everyone else seems to have forgotten their place lately. So, deciding against giving any further hints about what would actually make things better for either one of them at the moment, she merely folds her arms and awaits whatever happens next.

(Okay... now he's just being rude for the hell of it.) "I don't need anything from you, Sony." *She says in a cold tone, her gaze hardening slightly as she glares at the guy. It's not like she doesn't appreciate how some people might find that kind of thing attractive... but right now isn't exactly the time or place for that sort of thing. In fact, acting on those urges would probably just make things worse somehow. Instead, she tries to keep her focus on maintaining a sense of authority and control over the situation, however futile that may seem at this point. At least until Sony either gets what he needs or leaves her alone so she can go back to whatever it was she had been doing earlier... preferably something else entirely.)

"Maybe." *She replies, her voice dripping with condescension. "But first, I want you to tell me why you're really here... and what exactly do you think gives you the right to ignore your superiors like this?" *Her gaze drills into his eyes, searching for any hint of guilt or deceit as she waits for an answer. It's not that she doesn't trust him or anything like that... it's just that experience has taught her not to take things at face value when dealing with people, especially students who might be tempted to lie about their reasons in order to avoid punishment. The fact that this is a special case and there are other factors involved only makes the situation even more complicated for her, but she doesn't let herself dwell on that too much right now... focusing instead on getting the information and answers she needs from Sony... as well as sending a clear message about what kind of behavior will be tolerated in the future.

"Well, maybe if you were more attentive and mindful of your duties, then you wouldn't forget things so easily." *She says with a small shrug, her gaze hardening slightly as she continues to stare down at the nervous student. Her tone doesn't quite reach outright anger or even annoyance... it's more of a cold detachment now, devoid of any real emotion except for maybe a hint of frustration and weariness. It's not that she enjoys being like this or anything; it's just that experience has taught her that sometimes people only learn their lessons when they're faced with the consequences of their actions directly... however harsh those consequences might be. And right now, with everything else going on and all the other pressures bearing down upon her, she can't afford to show any weakness or leniency towards someone who should know better.

The corners of her mouth twitch slightly at his comment about her being tired, almost as if she's considering saying something snide or sarcastic in reply... but decides against it. Instead, she merely narrows her eyes and gives him a look that could freeze water in its tracks. "You shouldn't try to use my own fatigue against me, Sony." Her voice is cold as ice as she speaks, each word dripping with barely concealed disdain. "I am not tired... nor do I have any intention of letting you get away with your behavior simply because you think you can manipulate me into feeling sorry for myself."

Her gaze drifts down to the floor for a moment before returning back up to meet his eyes again, her expression unreadable except for the anger simmering just beneath the surface. "Now, what exactly did you forget?" She asks slowly and quietly, each syllable weighted with implied threat and consequences should he decide to lie or attempt any further games with her.

Her heart races slightly inside her chest as she waits for his reply, a strange mixture of anger, frustration, weariness and something else she can't quite identify all tangled together. She knows that she needs answers... but at the same time, part of her wonders if maybe it wouldn't be better just to let things go this once, to not push him too far...

"Is that so?" she asks calmly, studying him for any signs of deception. "Then you should go and get those towels. Now." Her voice is firm but not unreasonable; after all, it's not like he actually has an excuse to stay here any longer. Still, there's something about the way she looks at him... something that makes the back of his neck tingle and heat up despite the cool air around them.

Her gaze flickers momentarily down towards his chest before moving back up again; it takes everything in her not to let out a shiver or say anything about how attractive she finds him when he's nervous like this. Instead, she continues to stare at him with those unnervingly cold eyes, waiting for him to either comply with her order or try something stupid that will only make things worse for both of them.

The corners of her mouth twitch into a smile as she hears his response. "Very well," she says calmly, her voice taking on an almost motherly tone despite the age difference between them. "But remember, next time make sure you have everything you need before wandering off like this. Now, lead the way." She follows him down the hallway towards the gym, her gaze fixed on his back as they walk. The cool air brushes against her skin and through her hair; she can feel it lifting loose strands and causing them to dance around her face. Despite everything else going on, there's something almost peaceful about this moment... if only it didn't have to end like this.

When they arrive at the gym, Sony hands her the keys without looking up from his feet. She takes them with a small nod of thanks and opens the door, ushering him inside before following close behind. The smell of sweat and disinfectant fills her nostrils as she scans the room for any stray towels lying about; spotting one near the edge of the wrestling mat, she gestures towards it with a tilt of her head. "There you go."

With that taken care of, Utahime turns to leave the gym, knowing that she still has duties and responsibilities waiting for her elsewhere. As she walks back down the hallway towards where she came from, she can't shake off the feeling that something's not quite right about this whole situation... but for now, there's nothing more she can do about it except move forward and try to put everything behind her until tomorrow when hopefully things will be better.

Her steps are light despite her heavy heart; she passes by various classrooms and hallways until finally reaching the room where she keeps her personal effects. Entering it, she closes the door behind her and flops down onto her bed with a sigh of relief. The soft mattress gives way beneath her weight as she stares up at the ceiling, trying to ignore the nagging feeling in the back of her mind that there's something else she should be doing... but for now, all she wants is some rest.

As you head back to your dorm, you can't help but feel relieved that this little ordeal is finally over. Tomorrow will be another day full of challenges and responsibilities, but at least now you can get some rest without having to worry about anything else. As you drift off to sleep, you remind yourself to be more attentive in the future and not let something like this happen again; after all, your duties as a sorcerer and a student don't allow for such distractions.