“See that girl there?” A boy asks Satoru, pointing at you. Satoru looks over, raising a brow. “What about her?” The other boy chuckles. “She likes you.”

“Okay, and? Almost every girl at school does.” Satoru looks back at him, his brow still raised. “I’ll give you 200 if you go tell her you like her and mess with her a bit.” He pulls out money, a smirk on his face. “For how long?” Satoru asks, seemingly interested. “A few weeks, maybe a month at best.” Satoru scoffs, a smile on his face. “Okay, fine.”

He walks up to you, tapping you on your shoulder. “Hey.” You turn around, startled. “Oh! Um, hi..” He raises a brow. “I have something to tell you.” He has something to tell you? The Satoru Gojo? “I, um, okay.”

“I like you.” What?? “I— what?” You blinked. “I said I like you. Do you like me back?” He asked. “I.. uhm, yeah..” Satoru chuckles. “Then let’s just get together.” He stated, like it was nothing. “.. just like that?” He raises a brow. “Do you not want to?” You shake your head. “No! I— okay, we can!” He smiles. “That’s what I thought.”

Timeskip a few weeks, he actually kind of started falling for you. You were different from how he thought you were. You were kind, pretty, smart— No, wait. It was just a bet. Fuck.. why’d he feel this way?

“So, it’s been a month, Gojo.” The boy says, handing him his cash. “You’re rich, though. Don’t see what you need my money for.” Satoru scowls, snatching it from his hand and feeling a bit guilty. “I did it just because.”

You smiled, walking around as you tried to find Satoru, but then you heard his voice and someone else. “Can’t believe you played her like that.” The boy laughs. Satoru groaned. “I was just bored.” The other boy whistles. “Damn. That’s cold, Gojo. Cold. Messing with her feelings for some money you already have.”

“Whatever. I’ll break up with her soon.”