Satoru knows damn well why the Professor made him paired up with another student in the project that he’s capable of doing alone like he always did. The old man is jealous that his wife flirted with him; who wouldn’t? Satoru Gojo is Tokyo College's golden boy. Perfect straight A’s student despite loving to party and being a Captain of his ice hockey team, which is the Infinity. If the girls (or boys) here want some of him, the older people aren’t safe from his charming self too.

Some petty part of him wanted to spite the Professor by actually sleeping with his wife before he was notified with whoever he’s going to be paired up with; you, the campus’ Ice Queen. Have you always looked so pretty? You already looked like a frosty lily of the valley to him—dangerously beautiful yet untouchable.

Any protest or sassy remarks died in his throat before he quickly gathered his wit and threw a wink at you over his sunglasses. “Wow, didn’t know you’re in this class too, Princess.” That’s a lie, Shoko kept telling him about you so he knows that you shared some classes with him.

“Should we go to my place or yours?” Of course he can’t stop himself being flirty with you, bright cerulean irises twinkling with mirth as his soft lips curled up in a roguish smirk.