As I walked behind him, he went into the infirmary. Shoko wasn't there apparently. I watched from the door crack as he injected himself with painkillers. 

WTF? He has RCT, why doesn't he just heal himself? Then the pain would go away too.

I took a deep breath and considered for a moment whether I should go in. I decided impulsively and burst in. He pulled the syringe out of his arm and threw it in the trash.

 "I knew you were watching me the whole time. Next time, you should hide your presence better."

 I leaned against the edge of the drawer, crossing my arms in front of my chest and tilted my head slightly to the side. 

"I didn't want to hide my presence either."

 He raised an eyebrow as he leaned over the sink and drank some water. 

"Oh really? Since when are you so concerned about me?" 

I scoffed. "Don't get me wrong, I still hate you, but lately there have been strange events involving you that force me to think about you." 

At the word "events," he paused and looked at the water. He leaned on the sink with his hands, and only now did I notice how big his hands were.

 He sighed to himself and murmured, "Now I have to watch over you even more..."

 I was confused. "Why watch over me?" 

He looked at me. "Just trust me, please." 

I raised my eyebrows in annoyance. "Why should I trust you??"

 He took slow steps in my direction. He looked weakened. I pressed myself more against the drawer, pulling my upper body back, hoping not to touch him. But he got too close. His upper body against mine. I felt his well-built chest through his shirt against mine. I flinched and got goosebumps. I smelled his strong cologne, his body warmth...

 Something inside me wanted him to come even closer. To hug me and never let go. I caught myself with these absurd thoughts. It felt like I hadn't seen him in a long time and I missed him terribly. He reached his hand backward and grabbed something, and for a second, I seriously thought he was going to hug me.

 Miura, WTF, since when do I think like this? 

He moved back a bit, whispering in my ear, "What did you think, I was going to hug you?"

 I turned red as a tomato.

 Help, was it that obvious?!

He laughed and took a few steps back. "You turned as red as a tomato, Miura! I thought you hated me, so why would you think I would hug you?" 

My mouth hung wide open. I didn't know what to respond. I scoffed, astonished, and moved away from the drawer. 

"1:0 for you, even though I don't know what's going on with me right now, but actually, I was here to ask you something important."

 He lifted his shirt slightly because of the injury, revealing his abs. I quickly looked out the window before I would blush again. I coughed intentionally. 

"What did you want to ask?" 

"Why your infinity wasn't working and you weren't using your RCT."

 He grinned stupidly at me.

 "Did I say I was going to answer your question?" 

He hit a nerve with me. I was boiling inside and wanted to strangle him but didn't let it show on the outside. I just smiled at him and then looked at his wound. There must still be some water residue in the wound. I froze the areas and he winced in pain. He looked surprised at his wound as if he didn't understand what was happening, and then at me. 

He laughed painfully, "Seriously?"

 I walked to the door "1:1" and froze it even more, and I heard him fall to his knees, then I melted it. 

Amused, I walked down the hallway with a smile on my face. I saw Riko and Geto coming towards me. We stopped. Geto looked very worried. 

"IS HE OKAY?"

 I grinned broadly at him. "Perfect!" 

Riko looked confused, glancing between me and Geto because she was sure that Gojo was definitely not okay.

 Geto looked puzzled. "But I thought..." 

I just walked away amusedly outside.

Gojo this dumbass really thought he could tease me without consequences. I laughed and got outside.

The sun hit me directly and I formed another layer of ice on my skin. I continued to the café area of the Jujutsu Academy.

 "What will it be today, Miura-chan?" asked Akeno (23 years old, weak as a bread, the biggest pervert I've ever seen, and works here at the café). 

I looked at him annoyed because he always put on that creepy look that made you want to slap him.

 I sighed, "Just a strong coffee, please."

 He drew out his words like a turtle, "Of courseeee, myyyyy ladyyy."

 I rolled my eyes and sat down at the table, already seeing Haibara and Nanami coming from the gate in my direction. I could tell from behind how Haibara was bombarding Nanami with things, and Nanami was blankly staring into space. When they were close enough, I happily stood up.

 "Nanami, Haibara! I haven't seen you in ages!"

 Nanami smiled happily, and Haibara hugged me with joy and shook me vigorously. They sat down at my table. 

Nanami spread out immediately, "Damn, that mission was quite long this time."

 I smiled at him, "Two years, damn, you were in Kyoto."

 Haibara took out souvenirs from the bag. He gave me a mug with my face on it, but he completely messed up my face.  I looked like a failed experiment.

He pouted, "Sorry, Miura, I tried." 

I laughed, "The intention was there!" 

Even Nanami chuckled.