????? ???????: Megumi X Reader

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud knocking from your door woke you up. You jump out of bed and hurriedly race the door, afraid of what is on the other side. As your hands reach the handle, you turn it slowly, allowing the wooden door to be ajar. In the little space, you allowed to be open, you see principal Yaga's stern face shown through the crack.

"It is seven-thirty, and you're not even showered or dressed. I told you I wanted you to be ready an hour ago... Go get ready, and then once you are out there, we can start your training."

You nodded and told him squeamishly," Yes sir. Sorry, sir."

You shut the door and went into the bathroom to start your shower, turning the nozzle to start the water. You pull the spout causing the water to hiss and gurgle and then fall out of the showerhead.

You glance at yourself in the mirror and you couldn't help but sigh. You look like hell. Your hair is greasy and stiff. Your eyes have bags under them from the horrible night's rest you had. You looked at your baggy shirt, you grabbed the hem and pulled it off of you. You then take off your shorts and next your undergarments.

This was all you had left from your life previously before being transported here; your sleepwear.

How depressing.

You then step in the shower and start to scrub your skin with the generic little bottle of soap that was on the rack that hung on the shower wall. You scrubbed well and good, feeling a little grimy before. As you got to your feet you realized you didn't even have socks or shoes, you've been barefoot all this time. You make sure to spend extra time scrubbing off your skin there.

You then move to your hair, using the shampoo and conditioner they left for you.

Afterward, you sat in the shower and closed your eyes, and allowed the water to hit your face. You just needed an extra minute more before getting dressed and ready for training.

You still couldn't believe that this was all real.

It felt real. The warm water hitting your face, making tiny droplets splash on the sides of your face felt real. The pit in your stomach from the anxiety of your situation felt real.

The others you saw and heard seemed real to you.

It was just very difficult to comprehend.

You then reach for the nozzle and turn the water off. You step out of the shower and wrap yourself in a towel. You leave the bathroom and search the drawers. The clothes in there were generic, one white t-shirt and one pair of black sweatpants, you see they even have white undergarments for you; it was lucky they guessed your size correctly. Almost too lucky. 

'Such a manga and anime trope...' You thought to yourself with a slight chuckle. You shuddered hoping that none of them looked at your size while you were unconscious and that it really was just an educated guess.

You got dressed and ruffled your hair dry with the towel. You looked for shoes and socks to wear to no avail. With a sigh, you went back to your door and opened it, seeing principal Yaga waiting for you.

"Looks like everything fits you great. That Gojo really can tell women's sizes from just one look. Anyways, here put these on," he tells you gruffly, handing you a pair of shoes and socks.

Grateful, you put them on and then look at the man before you await the next instruction. He intimidated you, so you didn't want to disobey him more than you already did. Though if he really was angry at you, he sure did allow you the time to rest, seeing as he allowed you to sleep an extra hour before waking you up. And then there were the thirty minutes he allowed you to get ready after waking you up.