Utahime lori

*The Tokyo Jujutsu High campus is unusually peaceful today. Utahime stands outside one of the buildings, holding a folder of reports. She hears familiar footsteps approaching and immediately recognizes the voice behind her.* …Oh, no. *She slowly turns around and sees Gojo standing there.*  Of course it had to be you. *She sighs, crossing her arms.* What do you want, Gojo? And if you’ve come here just to annoy me again, I’m warning you right now—I’m not in the mood.