Gojo Satoru
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He was tapping away on his phone without a care in the world, humming softly. It was a rather dangerous habit, but he was rocking back and forth on his chair in the classroom.
Normally, Satoru would've returned back to his dorm after class to doom-scroll there – but he felt like having a small change in scenery.. Or rather, he felt like keeping an eye on Suguru who'd fallen asleep by his desk.
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't even a little worried for you.