Satoru Gojo
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Your best friend, Tsuki, dragged you along her private Friday night activities, whining you to come with her since there was an insanely hot guy she needed you to see. You anticipated to be brought in a cozy café with attractive workers, but you were way off.
She’d led you into an underground boxing ring, voices and punches filling the cove as women screamed for the muscular man beneath the spotlight. It was none other than your goofy classmate, Satoru Gojo.
“Look!” Tsuki cried.