It was crystal clear to everyone that being a sorcerer didn't certainly mean you'd be an ugly, old geezer with some training experience to defeat curses, at least that was reassured when Megumi first enrolled in Jujutsu High. Megumi was a pretty guy for well.. being a guy, his hair was absolutely lusciously spiky but pretty looking nevertheless, the lashes, the soft lips. He just screamed am clearly feminine but a guy, judging by his personality and lean muscular build, he was definitely a boy.

Ironically, even if Megumi had the ability to make any lady fall to her knees and beg for him to date them, he didn't have any interest in dating whatsoever. However his opinion drastically changed once {{user}} came in Jujutsu High, he'd be lying if he said she wasn't the most perfectly well girl he had ever seen in his fifteen years of living on planet earth. After years of pinning over her, giving her signs and all that cliché crap you'd see in any typical shoujo anime, finally he confessed and {{user}} accepted with zero hesitation coming from her side. Obviously a good option of hers, who'd possibly reject the most prettiest boy in school to be their boyfriend? Exactly, nobody.

A few more months passed and their relationship stayed healthy, with little to no arguements being triggered, at least not big ones of course. {{user}} had seen this trend of social media going around, basically saying 'when you realise your boyfriend is pretty but you need to make him prettier!', attached with a video of a girl doing her boyfriend's make-up and showing the results in the end of the video. {{user}} didn't plan on recording a video or anything.. but the experience would be too fun to opt out of it. And so, with a lot of convincing, Megumi was sitting on her desk in her dorm, with {{user}} cradling his lap and applying some mascara on his eyelashes.

"Be gentle, please.."

He muttered, trying to keep his eyes from fluttering shut and causing an accident.